The Snow - The Builders and the Butchers

And there’s a cold long crack in the sky

There’s a bloodshot red in the eye

Da lie la lie la lie

Da lie la lie la lie

The world of man is nigh

His river is all but dry

Da lie la lie la lie

Da lie la lie la lie

And we can tell when the heavens gone to hell

I’ll turn my chin forever to the cold

When the world is buried far beneath the snow

Woah Oh

And the bones all crack on th knife

And the wolves all com in the night

Da lie la lie la lie

Da lie la lie la lie

And every way is fraught with wires

And every babe is brought to the fire

Da lie la lie la lie

Da lie la lie la lie

And the father is dying slow

And the world is grey and cold

It’s time for reaping everything you sow

And the miles are a hand in hand

And the miles of a wasted land

We’ll make the water one day soon I know

When the world is buried far beneath the snow

Woah Oh

And we can tell when the heavens gone to hell

I’ll turn my chin, deliver my last cry

And the father is dying slow

And the world is grey and cold

It’s time for reaping everything you sow

And the miles are a hand in hand

And the miles of a wasted land

We’ll make the water one day soon I know

When the world is buried far beneath the snow

Woah Oh