I am that voice which guides them, I am that heedless tale

I am their rhymes their stories, I bring a warning listen well

Cause behind all those childish phases, a darker purpose waits

And when our dreams they learn their places

(Filth) Step light through darkened hallways, (fable) don't tempt what's creeping there

(Filth) There's no escaping nightmares, (fable) not when they've become real

(Filth) No room for nursery rhymes in, (fable) this ageless carnival

(Filth) Your head become a vessel, (fable) travel the ethereal

Just listen, their words are so macabre

History, hid in a children's song

Life lesson, what one should and should not fear

Imagine, punishment so severe

Even progeny can fall to common subreption (2x)

All of a sudden, you've been shut in

Scream till you're hoarse it will do you no good

Christ has sold his soul to the wicked

And now they're coming for yours too

Inviting, a world beyond the real

We're hiding the filth behind a veil

Resurgence of fiction's canopy

Conceal, the guise of tragedy

Even progeny can fall to common subreption (2x)

These are the tales of our time