Red Lottery

Gather round,

I've got dark tales to tell

Of a heretics dying plan

And the many stones that fell!

The lies are fed

In spectral evidence

Of a blasphemous covenant

That can only end in red!

Of a blasphemous covenant

That ends in red!

Names are read and then passed around,

Stones are piled and rocks are found,

The mob it sways in false camaraderie,

But someone dies in this red lottery.

The mob it sways in false camaraderie,

When someone dies in this red lottery!

Weightless they drown in the lake of fire,

Chained to the planks for they're evil crime.

Crushed under stones in they're blasphemy,

They paid the price in red lottery!

Gather round,

I've got dark tales to tell

Of a heretics dying plan

And the many stones that fell!

The lies are fed

In spectral evidence

Of a blasphemous covenant

That can only end in red!

Of a blasphemous covenant

That ends in red!