[ Featuring the Milltailers ]
Root beneath their feet flooded all of Hell
Stacked the stones just to separate themselves
Addicted to the ways that will never end
Bring the night to their eyes and the fire to the land
The road is a graveyard step lightly to the streets
All the lamps tuned low with a smell that makes you weep
Teeter your mind filter your tongues command
Straw fitted in the clothes of a bullet ridden man
Mountains like daggers the color of ash
Disappear though the nights and the days of the past
Be you my enemy or be you in the know
Everyone's has got their day to come everyone's got to go
Give me 20,000 strong men and chain of command
I'll make the earth drink deep from the blood we stain the land
When they feel the thunder churn the mud beneath their feet
Bury them where they stand feed the worms with their meat
Steep that ore though the river and the cicada moans
Sink that anchor through the wake and rest these weary bones
I've stolen from the thief set fire to brick and stone
Crowed at the magpies perched upon the throne
Mountains like daggers the color of ash
Disappear though the nights and the days of the past
Be you my enemy or be you in the know
Everyone's has got their day to come everyone's got to go
