Thursday, March 17, 2011

Roll The Bones.

Break it down to the stones, she cried.
We'll tear down those walls, we'll tear it all up.
Contracts and cateracts and people who lied,
Before we can fill it, we'll empty this cup.

Roll the bones, roll the bones.
Run down to the river and drink till you bloat,
The world, it is flooding, and sinners won't float.

One nation, under God -
But who are YOU under? Why, and what for?
Conspire, conspire, and bring it all down,
The blood of the rich for the souls of the poor.

Roll the bones, roll the bones.
Get out of the city, there isn't much time.
The waters are rising, and nothing is mine.

She told me then with a grin that all of this could end,
So I offered what I could.
Out of sight, out of mind, can you do what you should?
Place your faith in your God, out of hope, out of need,
You fools - now they will feed.

Roll the bones, roll the bones.
On that day, life goes on, but cities will fail.
Rome burns, and their glories will pale.

We've left bodies in the houses,
And we've left houses in the night,
We've forgotten all our powers,
But now it's time to fight.
And you've left the light behind you,
For it blinded us from truth,
But what can we all do?
We can cling on to our youth...

Roll the bones, roll the bones.
They belonged to your mother,
But she was driven under.
Roll the bones, roll the bones,
Your father isn't here.
But surely he's still near.
Roll the bones, roll the bones.
Sticks and stones, sticks and stones,
Roll the bones on the ashes of the life that you led.
Roll the bones of the traitor on ground splattered red.
Roll the bones, but the bones only roll in your head.

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