Wolves in the darkness, howling at the moon Oh how they gather, outside the palisade Theres a wild pack of dogs, roaming in the street Oh look at how they salivate, and hunger for our meat Oh boy they're going to get you Shapes in the streetlights, howling like a mob Oh I can see so clearly now The beast that I've become Oh boy they're going to get you right And a boy he stood up in the crowd He said the time for the rapture is now Come hell and high water we're your lamb for the slaughter Let your wolves inside our door And I yelled burn him in the churchyard Tar him in the street All you mothers daughters and sinner's saints You better get up to get back down Y'all better get down on your knees Now a boy he stood up in the crowd He said the time for the rapture is now Come hell and high water we're your lamb for the slaughter Let your wolves inside our door