Ave Grave Testo

In the beginning we rounded them upAll of the traitors to look
And then we killed them and put all their bodies
Into one massive grave
As they approached where they'd spend their tomorrows
They never asked us if we
When you give in to the mercy of time
You don't try to survive, you just try to get by on whatever it brings
When we came back to throw lye on the horses
There were not corpses there
All of the Trevors and Patricks and Davids
Were said to float away
We were not angry, we were disappointed
We were just doing our jobs
We barely missed them by a dangling hair
But passed fingertips into the air
As they rose up their look was preserved