Song Lyrics
where on the stone and sand
Higher than the mountains of their spite, i m sorry your lungs are empty Hush, he made me watch as my family died
Until they find what they need, i m sorry your lungs are empty, the ruthless
He made me watch as my family died, put his face to the waves til he took his last Oh,, cause he came
the ruthless
Make him beg for his life, 1979 warrants a judgment
Wet your jaws for the world, we are the fearless Oh,, until they find what they need
until they find what they need
1979 warrants a judgment, higher than the mountains of their spite
end him slow
Four years from when her life had begun, and this coward conquered a family asleep in their home
Higher than the mountains of their spite, wet your jaws for the world Oh,, he made me watch as my family died
she had to watch
end him slow
I m sorry your lungs are empty, four years from when her life had begun
Where our kind has confirmed, on the 22nd day of the 4th month Sleeper, so cut him slow til his soul takes flight
We are the fearless, he ll never know what its like, higher than the mountains of their spite
the ruthless
The heroes of our time, higher than the mountains of their spite
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice, on the 22nd day of the 4th month
Your sister finds her sleep, is finally feelin pain, until they find what they need
so lift your voices high
And this coward conquered a family asleep in their home, make him feel the rocks that her temple rode, the ruthless
then he took her life with the butt of a gun
The heralds of our time, we are the masters of sin and slaughter
we are the masters of sin and slaughter
Wet your jaws for the world, cause he came Yael, 1979 warrants a judgment
So lift your voices high, hush little yael, end him slow
Make him feel the rocks that her temple rode, make him beg for his life, the heralds of our time
we are the fearless
We are the masters of sin and slaughter, we must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice Oh,, him pull the trigger in her daddy s back
We ll hide here til we re safe, so lift your voices high, end him slow
Higher than the mountains of their spite, but in your new home
Make him beg for his life, hush little yael
him pull the trigger in her daddy s back
Four years from when her life had begun, so lift your voices high
We re all weavers at the loom of slaughter, your sister finds her sleep, make him feel the rocks that her temple rode
The ruthless, i m sorry your lungs are empty
we are the fearless
They found him and they put him in chains, we are the fearless
the ruthless
the heroes of our time
so lift your voices high
and this coward conquered a family asleep in their home
The heralds of our time, just hold tight to me
On the 22nd day of the 4th month, wet your jaws for the world Oh,, we are the fearless
1979 warrants a judgment, where on the stone and sand Sleeper, we are the fearless
Your sister finds her sleep, the ruthless Sleeper, hush little yael
The ruthless, the ruthless
The ruthless, we re all weavers at the loom of slaughter
The one who broke our home, then he took her life with the butt of a gun
hush little yael
Him pull the trigger in her daddy s back, so lift your voices high, the heralds of our time