The little ones
We've gotta control of the little ones
Oh, the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones
And that might be you

Just your seems of sorrow
Get on your knees and pray
Don't sell your souls on the open market
'Cause there will be hell to pay
We're gonna burn
We're gonna burn this down
There's no return, in other words without

I am the king

The little ones
We've gotta control of the little ones
Oh, the little ones
We'll take the souls of the little ones
And that might be you

We don't believe it's over, the seasons of the dead
Just sell your soul for the lowest buying
The price will be on your hand
We're gonna burn
We're gonna bring you down
We'll take the throne
The new king, his crown

I am the king

The little ones
We've gotta control of the little ones
Oh, the little ones
We'll take the souls of the little ones
And that might be you

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

The little ones
We've gotta control of the little ones
Oh, the little ones
We'll take the souls of the little ones
And that might be you

The little ones
We've gotta control of the little ones
Oh, the little ones
We'll take the souls of the little ones
And that might be you