The Fall Of Man Lyrics

You pray for the sheep I get closer to hell I stand on the hill Then I run down
I look in your eyes You look for your price You beg me to stop But I was never that nice
Never did mind about The little things We'll stick to the plan The fall of man
You pray for the sheep Look forward to hell Go live on the hill No one comes down
I look in your eyes You look for some teeth Like nickels at night Left under the sheets
Never did mind about The little things We'll stick to the plan The fall of man
What you don't know won't kill you