Enemies of Khanate strung on hooks
Like pigs to slaughter
Heads will roll
Heads will roll, throats will be slit
And blood will flow like springs of water
Heads will roll

To the River Red
Across the ochre steppe

A thousand fathers killed
A thousand virgin daughters spread
With swords still wet, with swords still wet
With the blood of their dead
Nurjan is upon us, he kills in silence after prayers

Genghis Khan is upon us
He slays his betrayers
Genghis Khan is upon us
He slays his betrayers

Thus still the fools of God
Will guard the city of our birth
Hold an ear to the ground

To hear the sound
Clamoring and horses stammer
As their gallop meets the earth

A thousand fathers killed
A thousand virgin daughters spread
With swords still wet, with swords still wet
With the blood of their dead

A thousand fathers killed
A thousand virgin daughters spread
With swords still wet, with swords still wet
With the blood of their dead

Tomorrow...

(Tomorrow they will find us)
Hide the children free of sin
(We will meet their blades by morning)
Protected only by your skin
Tomorrow we will find them
(Seek the youngest of their kin)
And we will beat them with our fury
And we will crush them all like vermin, kill
We will crush them all like vermin

Down the street half a block away
In a familiar place regular people
Agree with each other in smoke signals
Down the street half a block and
In a familiar place regular people
Agree with each other

{Each in turn}
Interprets the law as ageing with its eyesight failing
The law is ageing (Oh yes it is)
Sitting across, telling stories
Eyes unclosed like books we've read twice
(So sit across the table, feed me some lies)

So on the shelves lined with spines
The dust collects as scattered ash
From an urn unturned
Spilling over someone regular
And other such regulars
Cry ghost and boast
Of the friend of a friend
Who saw a strange sight
Or heard a strange sound
Now whispers tall tales of murder

Down the street half a block away
In a familiar place regular people
Agree with each other in smoke signals
Brought together to burn, brought together to burn

(Each in turn)
Interprets the law as ageing with its eyesight failing
Interprets the law as ageing with its eyesight failing

Somebody's little girl
Dreams of the things she's read

Somebody's somebody's little girl
Dreams of the things she's read
Or the monsters in her bed
Who hacked her to blood-meat

Somebody's little girl
Dreams of the things she's read
Or the monsters in her bed
Who hacked her to blood-meat

Thus now he knelt before the ruins
Cold of sweat, heat of flame
To vow the severed heads
Of those who brought the village, the village to its shame
Those who plundered, pilfered, pillaged lives
Would now accept the blame

He would find them all
With a mighty vengeance paid for in their pain

Shah-Jan, the King of kings
Wore seven rings and sixty feathers
Plucked from sparrow's wings

Growing fat on the throne
He sat like a stone
A man who had never known
No hunger, shown no mercy with
In promises broke like a bone

And there he sat like a stone,
With promises broke like a bone
Dispersed about the people
Rostam calls out for his equals

In third to rise and cast curse
Is that the worst of vengeance
Enemies they roam the tree's
Is that the worst of vengeance

The royalty must die
The royalty must die
The royalty must die
The royalty must die
Like common beggars and petty thieves
The royalty must die
Like common beggars and petty thieves

Tomorrow they will find us
Oh God
Oh God
Oh God
Heads of children will roll

Thus know he knelt before the ruins
Cold of sweat, heat of flame
He found the severed heads
Of those who brought the village, the village to its shame

The king of kings wore
Seven rings and sixty feathers
Plucked from sparrows' wings

He''s growing fat, growing fat on the throne
Where he sat like a stone
A man who has never known no hunger
Shown no mercy

Those who ride against us
Will be murdered where they stand
Let our arrows rain from sky
To drain the blood into the land

If a mortal stands before us
Strike him down with sleight of hand
And if heaven rides against us the
God himself then must be damned

Did you come here to kill
Or did you come here to die
Or did we really think that spaceships
Would descend from the sky

Bending light and beaming forth across space-time
To see us scared in the reflection of their oil black eyes
To stalk us as a predator like our movies imply?

They're not the ones who've come to kill us
Come to fill us full of lead
They're not the ones who hate us
And they are not the ones who mutilate our animals
Or travel to the stars
They're not the ones who cause us harm
We are, we are, we are...

We are still-life and cold blood
And we feel nothing
We are still-life and cold blood
And we feel nothing

Hell-bent on Heaven...
Hell-bent on Heaven...
Hell-bent on Heaven...
Hell-bent on Heaven...

While our righteous men are stuffing
Corpses full of shit and pain

We are, we are, we are still-life
We are, we are, we are still-life
We are, we are, we are still-life

They're not the ones who cause us harm
We are, we are
(Did you come here to kill
Or did you come here to die?)
We are still-life and cold blood
We are still-life and cold blood
And we feel, we feel... (nothing)

Stuffing corpses
Full of shit and pain
They bloviate about a future beyond the moon
To bring about another planet's doom
To discover peaceful life
And beat our war-drum to its tune
Unless my prayers are answered
Our end is coming soon

As often as always
Evolution comes crawling from the sea,
Alive with the urgency like suicide, like suicide
Convinced the grass is greener on dry earth

The march of serrated utterance like a soft cough muffled murmur
Sneaking through the lecture halls
That crawl across the island
The sound of waves embodied water
Sprouting legs as loud as a gallop

All the young people who took a leap without faith
Into a riverbed that drowns about as much as it saves
Cuffing down on ground against the cries of gravity

Belly-up, half buried in the sand
Extend a hand to the smallness of death
Understand that only dying is this colossal
Creation shedding skin to find a perfect equilibrium like fossils

All the young people who took a leap without faith
All the young cowards acting out
All the young cowards acting out for the brave forever hurled
Into the waters of their indifferent graves

For a million years, raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from
For a million years, raise your glass
Only how we got...

For a million years, raise your glass
We will never answer where we came from
For a million years, raise your glass
Only how we got here

Split the sky asunder
Noble huntress of the clan

In your left hand raise the swore
In your right hand cast a spear
Summon all the thieves and bastards
Hiding in the woodland

Crack their skulls into the cauldron
For invading our frontier
The shadows fall, the hammer falls
The stone is placed above us all

Forge our weapons in the furnace
Soar to heights like oak trees tall

Do not beg before me
I will not head your appeals
With your final words be
Grateful you died by Irish steel

Do not crawl before us
For your fate has been revealed
The heavens will not
Desecrate their gates with your admittance

Do not beg before me
I will not head your appeals
With your final words
Be grateful you died by Irish steel

Do not beg before me
Your fate has been revealed

Do not crawl before me
I'll not head your appeal

Son of flesh I cast you out
Into exile forever hence

Flidais rides again
Flidais rides again

She is the forest and she is the rain
She is the huntress and
She is the prey
She is the dusk
She is the dawn
She is the moon
She is the sun

See her bellow out
See her
See her
Bellow out in anger
See her raise the infant fawn
She is drawn by a cart of cervidae

She is here
She is gone
She is here
She is gone
She is gone

Endowed with the art of casting names
Upon its being
The humans claimed dominion
Over every living fucking thing

Proud as a purpose
They became to walk the earth
As they arraigned the common creatures
Caught within the corpus, cursed
Conscious human brain
Caught within the corpus, cursed
Conscious human brain

Every word that's ever written will fall short of its intent
Even sung or spoke or screamed
They will betray what they have meant

They will betray what they have meant
They will betray what they have meant

Language is the heart's lament
A weak attempt to circumvent the loneliness inherent
In the search for permanence

Like all the future ghosts
Who scratch their names in wet cement
Demeaning meaning as they shout
Out at the emptiness

Demeaning meaning as they shout
Out at the emptiness
Abstraction is the stake between
The anima and animus

Deflesh the word as scourge of human destiny
Behold the world in other people, life is clarity

Chews the fat with his creator
Over breakfast in the sunlight
Through when he says grace
When he says grace
He feels enveloped like a shadow
But there are evenings
There are evenings
When this decimated world of movement
Colour, form
Is thin and getting thinner
When lights are dim and getting dimmer
When nights are grim and they're only getting
Only getting grimmer

As they barter their boulders and martyr their soldiers
Teach a man to tear her fucking head
From her goddamn shoulders

Held into the sun by the threads of her hair
They impart a secret hatred
From their fathers to their heirs

Suppressed and unaddressed the simple fact remains unspoken
In silence left unbroken, on a bed bound and gagged
Bound, bound and gagged
With culture, language, myth and law:
Our Goddess gave birth to your God

From a wounded womb where her flesh scarred and raw
Our Goddess gave birth to your God
Our Goddess gave birth to your God
Our Goddess gave birth to your God
Our Goddess gave birth to your God, God, God Damn

With culture, language, myth and law:
Our Goddess gave birth to your God
With culture, language, myth and law:
Our Goddess gave birth to your God

Take everything your parents taught you
Throw it to the dogs!
It's forgotten flesh of something dead
It's blood drips from your jaws

Take everything your school has taught you
And throw it to the dogs!
It's meat that dries in summers heat
And reeks now of its rot

It speaks now of the fate
That we await to be forgot
Just as mountains live outside of rocks
And time outside of clocks

We hope that life exists
Beyond our lonely bones...

In the, in the pine box
From the bottom of my heart
At the top, at the top of my lungs!
From the corner of my eye!
At the tip, at the tip
At the tip, at the tip of my tongue

Take everything your parents taught you
Throw it to the dogs!
It's forgotten flesh of something dead
From the bottom of my heart!

Well take everything your fucking school has taught you
And throw it to the dogs!
It's meat that dries in summers heat
And it reeks now of its rot

It's everywhere it's everywhere
It's everything it's everyone
It's anywhere it's anywhere
It's anything it's anyone

It's the neighbour saving face
By saying grace, today
For yesterday's behaviour

It's the neighbour saving face
By saying grace, today
For yesterday's behaviour

Oh my God!

Live to fuck and fuck till death
Drink to sorrow and regrets
Live to fuck and fuck till death
Drink to sorrow and regrets

Oh God!
What they must have heard in the distance:
A wilderness of sound and
Movement repeating itself
Across the narrows of mountainsides

The cries of creatures crashing
Against cold rock
Human voices heralding the hillside
Their bellows bounding ripe with resonance
From here unimportant call
Received the all important answer

Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done to have
Oh goddess who bore us what we must have done to have
Buried your daughters and prayed for a son

The wind and the rain
Spoke a language of wonder
To a species rising thickly to a dialogue
With thunder

In empty place
Between better and worse

In empty place
Between better and worse
Language unravels and irony hurts

In the common place between hunger and thirst
The words that define us
A blessing and curse

The words that confine the ideas traversed
The ear to hear the song without verse
The sound of the sound of the sound utter first
The burst into nothing so sudden and soft
The silence inside you when the music has stopped

The sound of the sound of the sound utter first
The burst into nothing so sudden and soft
The silence inside you when the music has stopped
The silence inside you when the music has stopped
When the music has stopped