Wake
Pack a bag
We're leaving here
Run
Leave all your things
We've got bigger losses to fear
No, woah
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
No oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Shut off the light
Be swift
But most of all
Use your head
I'd hate to see you end up like they did
Not quite living
But not quite dead
No,
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
No oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Up and gone, we're on the land
We're one step ahead of the damned
So grab a shotgun, grab an axe
And know I've always got your back
Red
Is all you see
It covers your hair and skin
Though you've always got it on you
You can never let it in
No,
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
No oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Pray
Pray to your saints
Count your rosary beads
Know
Know in your heart
That it won't help you or me
No,
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah
No, no, no, woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
No oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Up and gone, we're on the land
We're one step ahead of the damned
So grab a shotgun, grab an axe
And know I've always got your back
So grab a shotgun, grab an axe
And know I've always got your back
So grab a shotgun, grab an axe
And know I've always got your back
So grab a shotgun, grab an axe
And know I've always got your back