Pay attention, I will only say this one time.
History repeats itself over and over and
I can't take it, it's amazing, the plagues are back
Swarms of locusts, ravaging the lands
Destroying crops, winds of sand, creating famine.

Start painting red square around the doors
Or they'll come and take your firstborn.
I won't give up my firstborn, even if I have to paint,
The red squares with blood.

Bask in the blood, it's cleansing
I feel sorrow for killing
Even if it had to be done
Even if he had no son
But I'm preserving my seed
My bloodling won't cease to be
My son will carry on my name
Even if it means blood.