Gallows -

Black blood red sky

And a belly all full of fire

Why I ask why

I don’t know, I grow so tired

Of the battle of wrong and right

That’s waged inside

Every time you speak your mind

We’re the same damn kind

Or don’t you know

With the devil’s eyes and a dagger tongue

You fill the sky above us with the sound

Of fatal words like fire flung

From a careless bow

I grow so tired

Of the battle of wrong and right

That’s waged inside

Every time you speak your mind

We’re the same damn kind

Or don’t you know

We all walk down to the hill

Where the gallows are swinging still

Nooses still clenched tight

‘Round the necks of 10 million ghosts

They whisper don’t forget us

But don’t forget to keep moving on

We’re the same damn kind

Or don’t you know

Black blood red sky

And belly all full of fire

Why I ask why

I don’t know, I grow so tired

Of the battle of wrong and right

That’s waged inside

Every time you speak your mind