Lyrics

The feeling of dread Dreamt what's-his-name was dead Or maybe was christian Can't tell you though Christian, christian Lining them up for the witch hunt Christian, christian Will it be sink or swim? Christian, christian You and yours, like the wolf-pack Christian, christian Moving in for the kill The needles, i dream I'm keeping them so clean We'll finish what we have We're finished Christian, christian Lining them up for the witch hunt Christian, christian Will it be sink or swim? Christian, christian You and yours, like the wolf-pack Christian, christian Moving in for Moving in for Moving in for the kill There was blood on the walls And those brutality needles There was blood on the walls And those brutality needles When he thought he was losing Was when i knew that he had won There won't be blood on my hands For things i never believed in I'll admit i'm a loser Please just send me home Christian, christian Lining them up for the witch hunt Christian, christian Will it be sink or swim? Christian, christian You and yours, like the wolf-pack Christian, christian Moving in for the kill