John Riis Became One Of Them

You'll beg for death before the end
Before your end

Rest your head oh ghost of treason
Lay your weary head to rest
'Cause should you leave us without reason
Then cross thy name and so be blessed

Water turns to wine
Saviors turn to legacies
Give back what was mine
My friends fall to gunshot fire

Oil found, burn the ground
This time none shall live
Oil found, burn the ground
They'll never see it coming

We'll burn the ground

Broken bones will push me 'till my enemies lie dead
Broken bones have pushed me 'till my enemies lie dead
Will lie dead

Father forgive me for I have sinned, the blood falls from the arches
Father forgive me for I have sinned, the blood falls from the arches
Repent for now we sleep