Don’t you ever stop You’re a Shepherd and these people are your flock Under darkness they make haste around the clock With wings to gather speed
The hunted came to see How you shelter them and kill for them to eat So they left a pile of stars, inside the gates And climbed out through a hole in the wall
This is how the world is This is how the world is Listen how the world is Falling apart
Beasties in the room Dressed up like sheep They’re chasing down the bones from you Stealing from their hands, these passengers Who barely have a ghost of a heart