He doesn't care much for the blood
But he knows it's the best way to keep things the way they are
She really just wanted the love
But instead made a trade so death wouldn't leave it's mark
Blame all on curses
Then drain dry the masses
They're damned just for who they are
Pull tight the curtain
Don't dare let the world in
They're chasing the Morningstar
Cover the wound
Feed the dogma
Devour the souls
Defend the blood oath
Have you met The Family?
Have you met The Family?
They've never known anything else
Excuse taking a life, call it fueling eternity
Stare at faceless mirrors
The image gets clearer
Sinners with a destiny
You might reconsider
Who you call a killer
They're just after the ecstasy
Cover the wound
Feed the dogma
Devour the souls
Defend the blood oath
Have you met The Family?
Have you met The Family?
Have you met The Family?
They're chasing the Morningstar
Chasing the Morningstar
They're chasing the Morningstar