I’m in a tomb of companions,
I pray the walls are thick enough to block out the bile.
I’m consumed by blindness,
The vultures claw at the ground, talons torn to the bone.
Block out,
The sun,
Block out.
I won’t,
Get dragged,
Back to the fields of war.
My body’s burnt and left for dead,
I’ll sleep amongst my dying friends.
I’m rooted down, I’m rooted down beneath the ground.
Smothered in earth we’ve made our beds,
In this crypt of dirt, we lay our heads.
And I pray, I pray I won’t go back again.
Our souls are trampled by a king without a crown,
I’ll lead by example; I’ll run this world into the ground.
My body’s burnt and left for dead,
I’ll sleep amongst my dying friends.
I’m rooted down, I’m rooted down beneath the ground.
Smothered in earth we’ve made our beds,
In this crypt of dirt, we lay our heads.
And I pray, I pray I won’t go back again.
Skies shatter; we come to a halt,
Ash falls; the sun’s burning out.
We run for cover, make our homes from the corpse of the land.
We have never been so resilient,
As when the embers burned through our skin.
Now we can burn, hand in hand,
As darkness closes in.
(I pray I won’t go back again)
Don’t set your sights,
Don’t set your sights to North.
Because beyond our graves, the world is torrid, scarred and scorched.
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