Why did you sit at the foot of my grandmother's bed
And pull the blankets off her when she would sleep?
Were you trying to make her catch her death
Or were you just being mean?
And why did you come to my grandfather
And tell him the day that he would die?
Were you trying to scare the shit out of him
Or were you trying to save his life because he was one of your kind?
And why won't you leave me alone
And let me sing all by myself?
There's a lot of wicked people in this wicked world
Why can't you go bug somebody else?
Here's one for you
You're so good at what you do
You've got me in your choir again
So here's one for you
Here's one for you
You're so good at what you do
You've got me in your choir again
So here's one for you
We will sing for doom and we will sing for darkness
We will sing of hate and we will sing of pain
We will give ourselves over to our monsters
After all, you're the one that taught us how to sing
After all, you're the one that taught us how to sing