Cult Of The Lamb: The Musical

Good day and welcome to the Cult of the Lamb
We've got a full field of fruits and berries
Right beside our cemeteries
We won't sent pamphlets out of pelt you with spam
I promise, you'll be the goat to serve the lamb

We'll toil all day and eat a feast at night
Before we dance in the nude around the fire light
Then you might become my new spouse
Come try out our outhouse
Help us smite our acolytes in sacrificial rite

I don't really know
Sounds a bit intense
Eat some minced-up meat till it makes sense

Come join our family in the Cult of the Lamb
You'll love our dice games and daily sermons
Between bowls of butchered vermin
Sure, sheep'll call our cult a fraud and a scam
Whatever, it's not so bad to serve the lamb

I can help with your darkest desires
All your wildest dreams can come true
Indoctrination's the hip new sensation
And pure adulation's all I need from you

Have a bite and become enlightened
Take my hand and prepare to be blessed
Your robe is ready let's break out confetti
Now all you gotta say is
(No)

Walking away from the faith's no solution
Bow and believe or embrace execution
Doubters are sinners, the source of dissension
Where heretics burn, others earn their ascension

There, there, I can see you're repentant
And I happen to need a cleaning station attendant
My flock is my herd, and you've heard my stern warning
So there's no need to lock you in the stocks until morning

You'll fit right in within the Cult of the Lamb
We offer low rates on resurrection
Plus a growing bone collection

And if our fighting pit just isn't your jam
No worries, try out a full confession
Half off your soul possession
Welcome to the Cult of the Lamb