Progressive Metal / Satan POV [Verse 1] I didn't have to hunt you, you left the gate unlatched Built your altar out of maybe, out of second-hand maps You pray for solid ground, you get a man with a crook Same hunger, different book. [Chorus - Extremely Catchy / Arena Hook] Bow down, baby, let me lay my hand on you You were born to follow - and I was born to follow through He wants your soul clean, I want it black and blue Same leash, same chain - just a different point of view! Oh! My will - BECOMES - you! When I speak - you speak - it too! On your knees - that's where saints belong Sing it with me - come on, sing along! Deaf! Blind! Dumb! And born to follow! Deaf! Blind! Dumb! Beggin' for tomorrow! Lay your holy hands away - I'll lay MINE upon you - Yeah! [Verse 2] I am the other manager of the same store You want eternity to need you I want eternity to feed you We both keep books on souls that keep score He calls it Grace, I call it Gravity Same weight, different liturgy You kneel either way, darling You just like his lighting better. [Chorus - Extremely Catchy] Bow down, baby, let me lay my hand on you You were born to follow - and I was born to follow through He wants your soul clean, I want it black and blue Same leash, same chain - just a different point of view! Oh! My will - BECOMES - you! When I speak - you speak - it too! On your knees - that's where saints belong Sing it with me - come on, sing along! Deaf! Blind! Dumb! And born to follow! Deaf! Blind! Dumb! Beggin' for tomorrow! Lay your holy hands away - I'll lay MINE upon you - [Bridge - The Parade] I had a prophet, he ate the sun Thought he was a siren, everyone should run Baptized the room in gasoline and good intent No one clapped when the sermon spent I had a saint, he swallowed love Tried to marry every chair, every rug He was so loving, so sincere 'Til love got all over the chandelier [Breakdown - Slow, 7/8, whisper to scream] Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Me! Deaf and dumb and begging to be led Blind and numb and loving every thread You don't want freedom You want a beautiful chain And I am beautiful. [Final Chorus - Double, Gang Vocals] Bow down, baby, let me lay my hand on you You were born to follow - and I was born to follow through He wants your soul clean, I want it black and blue Same leash, same chain - just a different point of view! Oh! My will - BECOMES - you! When I speak - you speak - it too! On your knees - that's where saints belong Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow! ME!
