Burn The Bodies To The Ground

The Mountain Goats - Hebrews 11:40

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Masks hanging on the tomb walls

Where the coven grieves

Witches hiding in the brambles

Ground level down where the dry leaves

Blow and burn slowly

No ground is ever gonna hold me

Bright candles in the manor

Where the curse takes hold

Bodies reassembling down where the worms crawl

Make your own friends when the world's gone cold

It gets dark and then

I feel certain I am going to rise again


If not by faith then by the sword


I'm going to be restored

Build fires to keep the beacon flashing

Where the earth lies flat

Blood calls to blood as the hours draw down

Invent my own family if it comes to that

Hold them close, hold them near

Tell them no one's ever going to hurt them here

Steal the treasure and try to lea