Sister, won't you rise with me? Run 'way from your grave Father set our house to flame Please his newfound lady Brother, won't you steal away? Dreams of night at play Father set our house ablaze Blackened stones, I beg you, speak Of the murderous hand Words will never sound again On this shallow land Blackened sky, I beg you, weep What the day has lost No one left to weep for us No need to worry We'll get some j**elry for your momma No need to worry We'll get some j**elry for your momma No need to worry We'll get some j**elry for your momma Cinders of gold Cinders of gold Cinders of gold Cinders of gold