We send a child to wade in/to check the depth of what's to come revolution

We tape the conversation/we tape the wrong we tape in red revolution

We send in love our anger/we send in love the warm of days

You rating bones will set it of

You rating bones will wake the dead

You rating bones won't save you

You rating bones could wake the dead

We send the loved to wastelands/we warm of storms the never come revolution

We council wrongs to robbers/connect the graves to doctors paid revolution

Hear the bones on the street

Rattle on ratting

Rattle on