We are your shield, the line in the sand We take your bullets and we make your stand A scatter shot payment For each and every sin Through storms of lead We've screamed and bled "Don't tread on me", she said We're all unclean from all I've seen And God wash this from my dreams We're mice and men and might have beens Our heavy hearts beating like thunder The bastard son's brought home again Our heart beats still we're six feet under Nobody knows the trouble we've been Or if we'll ever get back again A scatter shot prayer God save us and Amen Through storms of lead We've screamed and bled "Don't tread on me", she said We're all unclean from all I've seen God wash this from my dreams We're mice and men and might have beens Our heavy hearts beating like thunder The bastard son's brought home again Our heart beats still we're six feet under Through storms of lead We've screamed and bled "Don't tread on me", she said We're all unclean from all I've seen And God wash this from my dreams We're mice and men and might have beens Our heavy hearts beating like thunder The bastard son's brought home again Our heart beats still we're six feet under We're mice and men Six feet under The bastard son's brought home again Six feet under, oh © ANALOG VERSUS DIGITAL MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com