Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums (Live at Red Rocks)

Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window

Go back to sleep

Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils

See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do

Count the bodies like sheep

Count the bodies like sheep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Count the bodies like sheep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Go back to sleep

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

To the rhythm of the war drums

Go back to sleep

Counting bodies like sheep

I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons

I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason

I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son

They're one in the same, I must isolate you

Isolate and save you from yourself