We are the ones who tried
We are the leftovers of the world, in trenches deep we sang our song
A song so bright, a song so pure, it made the devil come and see
Come
And come
And come and see
And see us all in places down down down bellow
We are the spoon the knife the fork
We are the fork
We are all the families of the world
We are the rot that lives inside
The rot you feed
The rot you hide
The rot you try and try and try
And try some more try harder to conceal
But we persist
We are always here
We are the whales the flies the beasts
We are the army of all living of all dead all the unliving all undead
We are the prey
We are the hunt
We are the deer
We are the rabbit
We are the dog
We are the cat
We are the wings of dragons black
Dragons emerging from deepest wells down down and down bellow
From down bellow we below
We are the pilgrims praying for our voice
Lord give us voice