Board up the house
Hide upstairs and wait
And wait
Just outside we hear awful sounds
Cower in bed and think of ourselves only
The last lights are all fire, we let the heat thrive
Panicked a week, starved just as long
We're two signs of life, our doors are marked.
Desperate chants of "Help will come, Help will come, Can't try to leave, Help will come...finally"
The last lights are all fire, let the heat thrive.
Turn the seas sour, bleed the ground dry.
I won't wait, you'll give up with me.
No one comes.
And we rot in bed
No one comes.
And the boards stay up.
And wait
Just outside we hear awful sounds
Cower in bed and think of ourselves only
The last lights are all fire, we let the heat thrive
Panicked a week, starved just as long
We're two signs of life, our doors are marked.
Desperate chants of "Help will come, Help will come, Can't try to leave, Help will come...finally"
The last lights are all fire, let the heat thrive.
Turn the seas sour, bleed the ground dry.
I won't wait, you'll give up with me.
No one comes.
And we rot in bed
No one comes.
And the boards stay up.
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Our past horrors
Shout coarsely with a long stick
Lest we seem sane
We're strangers
Pulling stolen reigns
I'm not proud
We're staging an ugly fable
Our hands are awash with lies
Most blame will fall
On this useless mob
Their bloodlust grows
Our whips blow back
It grows
They'll snap our necks
All we are--all we'll be
Is so wrong