Children Of God

In came the being-born police

To take the newly undeceased

I was the softened gaze upon a child of God

And the sky was full of teeth

Anticipating that sweet release

I was the little engine that could

I was a courtroom bomb-sniffing dog

And the blood collector collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang

They found a weird calling card

In a puddle of body parts

Inside a bowl of angel hearts

That the children were eating

I was a vampire hunter

I was a pregnant mother

I was the tears shed for the ones that die believing

And the blood collector collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang

Thunderdome, broken home

Everybody dies alone

I wanna give a shout-out to the innocent bystanding

And out the corner of my eye

Coming out from the teeth-filled sky

With eyes as red as a dog's asshole when you see it shitting

I saw the Children of God

As they walked on slovenly by

The USB ports in their arms were bleeding

And the blood collector collected blood

And the cannibals all sang

I think I can, I think I can

I think I can, I think I can

Tra-lala-lala-lala-la-lang