Sit and wonder why my friends theres nothing left for you
Sit here with me my friends in the darkness brew
We are lost and wayward souls and light doth shine no more
We have seen the end of days how living was a chore
Out out cast us out of your pretty group
Out out the light goes out on our broken troop
For you are there and we are here where all the light is gone
For you are many and we are few but we will carry on
In our own little circle quiet and content
You say heaven well I say hell is where you'll all be sent
Wayward souls we just might be but God still watches us
You little lambs that follow blind and turn your noses up
Gods children Scorned thou we all may be
We do our bidding in the night and so you all decree
we are evil wrought with sin because our light has faded
I say to you my pretty sheep that your the ones who are so jaded
View askew you cast your stones and we will fare them well
Ill take your stone and your dark stares and watch you burn in hell
For I am no saint but I know this well and you may have forgotten
When judgement comes beware you masses you treated us quiet rotten
We walk the dark and starless night alone but yet together
call us gothic call us vampire call us birds of a feather
I'ld rather be an atrocity
Then part of your society
So heed me well or heed me not for it does'nt really matter
We are lost souls we are black sheep we are the darkened chatter.