The little ones We've gotta control of the little ones Oh, the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And that might be you Just your seems 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 down There's no return, in other words without I am the king The little ones We've gotta control of the little ones Oh, the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And that might be you We don't believe it's over, the seasons of the dead Just sell your soul for the lowest buying The price will be on your hand We're gonna burn We're gonna bring you down We'll take the throne The new king, his crown I am the king The little ones We've gotta control of the little ones Oh, the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And that might be you La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la The little ones We've gotta control of the little ones Oh, the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And that might be you The little ones We've gotta control of the little ones Oh, the little ones We'll take the souls of the little ones And that might be you