We're going to raise our arms and raise our legs
To the heart of the dead
We're going to be the one that we love best
The wild thing inside our chest
And the one's we love the one there first
When they hear us they f-ed us
The fangs will grow
The third ones in
Silence in their reckoning
My fathers hand cut in the wood
His fathers hand just got a gun
His fathers hand split up the stone
His fathers heart is everywhere I go
Oh
We're going to raise our arms and raise our legs
To the heart of the dead
We're going to jump the fence into the yard
Then we're going to climb the wall
Forever's full of memories
Like the blood it's fallen into our hearts
The land we tame is coming back once again
Oh
And on
And on
Senseless of the gun
And on
And on
Senseless of the dead