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Voltaire

When The Lambs Became The Wolves

 

When The Lambs Became The Wolves

(album: What Are The Oddz? - 2019)


When I was a little lamb, I played in the meadows
With fellow lambs just like a lamb should
Our hearts, they were light and our moods, they were mellow
Lest we heard howls, the howls from the woods

Late one night as we offed the light
And we laid our heads to sleep
In from the night came a harrowing sight
And it had an appetite for sheep
Well, the lambs, they were terrified
But there in their widened eyes
Suddenly I saw a change
And they've never ever been the same
They bit his face, they ate his heart
They tore that wolf apart
And the blood, oh the blood, oh the blood
Oh, the blood, it flowed

Now, I'm lying in my pen
And I try to get some sleep
But I'm thinking of the lambs
And their bloody awful teeth
They're not acting as they should
And now have claws instead of hooves
And I wonder if it's safe to sleep
'Cause the lambs, the lambs became the wolves
Yeah, the lambs, the lambs became the wolves

In these days, through a gloomy haze
We launch another ardent sweep
We say we're hunting wolves
But they're mostly wearing wool
'Cause some of them are fellow sheep
See, the risk of combating monsters
Is the risk of becoming monsters
In this game of us or them
Will we ever be the same again?
But, what really breaks my heart
Is when we tear ourselves apart
'Cause the blood that we love
Is the blood flowing from our own

Now, I'm lying in my pen
And I try to get some sleep
But I'm thinking of the lambs
And their bloody awful teeth
They're not acting as they should
And now have claws instead of hooves
And I wonder if it's safe to sleep
'Cause the lambs, the lambs became the wolves
Yeah, the lambs, the lambs became the wolves

Now, I'm lying in my pen
And I try to get some sleep
But I'm thinking of the lambs
And their bloody awful teeth
They're not acting as they should
And now have claws instead of hooves
And I wonder if it's safe to sleep
'Cause the lambs, the lambs became the wolves
'Cause, the lambs, the lambs became the wolves
When the lambs, the lambs became the wolves
When the lambs, the lambs became the wolves

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