Ashes in Your Mouth
People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loadsAnd the soldiers liberate them, laying mines along their roadsSorrow paid for valor is too much to recallOf the countless corpses piled up along the Wailing Wall
Melting down all metals, turning plows and shears to swordsShun words of the Bible, we need implements of warChalklines and red puddles of those who have been slainDestiny, that crooked schemer, says the dead shall rise again
Where do we go from here?And should we really care?The end is finally here,God have mercy!
Now we've rewritten historyThe one thing we've found outSweet taste of vindicationIt turns to ashes in your mouth
Where do we go from here?And should we really care?The end is finally here,God have mercy!
If you're fighting to liveIt's O.K. to die!The answer to your question is"Welcome to tomorrow!"
Where do we go from here?God have mercy!
Where do we go from here?And should we really care?The end is finally here,God have mercy!