Why did you sit at the foot of my grandmother's bed   And pull the blankets off her when she would sleep?   Were you trying to make her catch her death   Or were you just being mean?      And why did you come to my grandfather   And tell him the day that he would die?   Were you trying to scare the shit out of him   Or were you trying to save his life because he was one of your kind?      And why won't you leave me alone   And let me sing all by myself?   There's a lot of wicked people in this wicked world   Why can't you go bug somebody else?      Here's one for you   You're so good at what you do   You've got me in your choir again   So here's one for you      Here's one for you   You're so good at what you do   You've got me in your choir again   So here's one for you      We will sing for doom and we will sing for darkness   We will sing of hate and we will sing of pain   We will give ourselves over to our monsters   After all, you're the one that taught us how to sing   After all, you're the one that taught us how to sing