dwarfed by chrome, steel, and iron skies
hide me in the hills with sniper's eyes
let it burn, let us build again
who needs radar? we use scent
let fall the alters on the pigs as they pray
let us lash out the tongues that have taught us shame
let us bind the hands that would have us tamed
reclaim, reclaim
who needs radar? we use scent
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
Pigs
The Time It Took
The Time It Took
Bastards
Wasted
Wasted
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Bastards
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Bastards
Little Death
Dying By Degrees
Little Death
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Wasted
Division
The Part You Left Out
The Part You Left Out