thieves came to steal my soul empty-handed theyâ"š¬â"ž¢re going home you canâ"š¬â"ž¢t take what i donâ"š¬â"ž¢t own i offer no reward i sold it all for self-control weâ"š¬â"ž¢re at the mercy of the rising tide we are the lambs in line for sacrifice please learn your lessons well hindsight is unforgiving some errors the tragic ones youâ"š¬â"ž¢ll make them only once no second best no runner up our prescription for salvation is on empty medication we pursue went like lambs to the slaughter