Rock Sound Riot 2012

March on, worker bees!
Know your enemy!

We take our orders donné par the queen
We're not the killers, we're the worker bees
If toi resist us toi will feel our sting
Surrender now before the swarm sets in

Protect the hive from enemies!
Protect the hive from enemies!
Follow the herd mentality!
Can we fight to save our souls?

March on, worker bees!
Know your enemy!

A pollination coming from the west,
And in a flash we will invade your nest
Supply of honey flowing bottomless
Play par our rules ou you'll be powerless

Protect the hive from enemies!
Protect the hive from enemies!
Follow the herd mentality!
Can we fight...

Well I'm scared of my reflection
Is it mine ou is it yours?
And I swear I hear the knockin'
But there's no one at the door.

Don't think I'm losing my perspective
'Cause I know one thing for sure
They've been watching, they've been listening
Every whisper, every word

Your sudden movements, sudden movements
Gonna give a soul away
No sudden movements, sudden movements
Or they'll blow our soul away

Dare I find my information
Who's the black mouton, moutons of the herd?
I have mean guardian of angels
And they'll get what they deserve

So lock your children in the basement
Keep a raffle par the door
Don't be afraid of my intentions...

Let the rain fall down, let it fall to the ground,
Let the rain fall down to the ground.
And the birds don't sing, no they don't make a sound,
When you're six feet underground.

Well they cast me out when the word spread around
That I never sang in the church.
And it took one night for the town to decide
I'm afflicted par the curse.

And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground.
And the birds don't sing, no they don't make a sound.
So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why,
Do they all get to live, and I have to die?

So they marched me down to the center of town,
With their pitchforks high in the...

Today I walked down our old street
Past the le dîner, salle à manger where we'd meet
Now I dine alone in our old seats
The cold wind blows right through my bones
And I feel like I'm getting old
But I wish I was getting old with you
I held your hand when we took shelter from the rain
She laughed as we picked out our children's names

White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away
Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray

Her clothes hang in the closet still
The phone sits on the windowsill
And every time it rings it gives me chills
My cœur, coeur just stopped when I was told
Doctor, doctor, on the phone
Said...