Where the meadow meets the moon
There's a mouth
Tight lipped and lined
With lye and louse
For today
It's fine anyway
Like most prey
We'll meet our end of days
Where our feet can pace the floor
There's a chance
A nod to all the ones
Of different stance
For today
It's fine anyway
Like most prey
We'll meet our end of days
Meet our end of days
While the one rises up
Above it all
Well the other stays unmoved
With hate and haw
For today
It's fine anyway
Like most prey
We'll meet our end of days
For today
It's fine anyway
Like most prey
We'll meet our end of days
