Shut out the darkness with more darkness
Go on, invite Him in
He’ll make you a pretty little carcass
All for your sin.
He won’t feel sorrow
Nor pity, no
He’ll be doin’ the same tomorrow
Just a different city foe.
He’s a very busy man,
Very busy indeed
From this life He’ll ban
You, while he laughs a wordless creed.
So repent your sins little lamb
Or to the slaughter you’ll go
‘Cause he won’t give a damn,
When your tears start to flow.