The Lamb of the Slaughter

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb,

Find your way to cure them. 

Abhorrent and rotten,

is what’s left of our skin. 

From the deepest of oceans. 

To the darkest of rooms. 

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb,

We’re waiting for you.  

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb. 

We’ve been waiting for you. 

It seems like a century,

since we heard of you. 

Are you a martyr or a prophet,

or something even better?

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb,

we’ve never been deader. 

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb.

What do we do?

We’ve been searching for years,

for someone like you. 

We heard from our fathers,

that you will fix or afflictions,

raise the dead, 

and quench our addictions

Ben Lamb, Ben Lamb.

Please come by and stay,

we don’t believe there is another way. 

You’ll never find peace,

with the name you were given. 

You’ll never find peace,

with a name like that. 

You’ll never find peace,

with the name you were given. 

You’ll never find peace,

with a name like that. 

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