Villagers Songtext
von The Lillingtons

Under a cold grey sky
In the Appalachian woods
That′s where they go to die
When they know more than they should
Genetic R&D
Conducted by the government
Making monsters out of men
To deal with those who would dissent


Injected pathogen
Unnatural psychopathy
To breed a lust for blood
And actuate misanthropy
Abducted, drugged, then left
Insurgents to be cast away
Brought to the villagers
To be hunted down as prey

A brutal game of hide-and-seek no one can win
The ones who should have shut their mouth torn limb from limb
Sadistic genocide shrouded in secrecy
The villagers, a government conspiracy