Pay attention, I will only say this one time. History repeats itself over and over and I can't take it, It's amazing, the plagues are back.
Swarms of locusts, ravaging the lands Destroying crops, winds of sand, creating famine.
Start painting red square around the doors Or they'll come and take your firstborn. I won't give up my firstborn, even if I have to paint, The red squares with blood.
Bask in the blood, it's cleansing I feel sorrow for killing Even if it had to be done Even if he had no son But I'm preserving my seed My bloodling won't cease to be My son will carry on my name Even if it means blood.