There Will Be Blood

The little ones

We can't control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And I'm onto you

Confess your sins 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 town

There's no return

In all the words we vow

I am the king, that you would be my fancy

The little ones

We can't control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And I'm onto you

We don't believe it's over

'Cause seasons of the dead

Just sell your souls for the lowest bargains

The price will be on your head

Well now I know

We're gonna bring you down

We'll take control

A new king is crowned

I am the king, that you would be my fancy

The little ones

We can't control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And I'm onto you

La-la-la-la-la-la

The little ones

We can't control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And I'm onto you

The little ones

We can't control all the little ones

All the little ones

We'll take the souls of the little ones

And I'm onto you