Letra de Wicker
Like ravens on a scarecrow Too old to beat them off The guilt ferments Familiarity breeds contemptThe yolk of faith splatters silent Harvest time, red moon rising Anvil cloud, lightning rod Peacemaker, life takerWhat's inside the silo? Can it fly? A needle in a haystack To crack the skyThe yoke of faith breaks away From the beast of burden Harvest time, red moon rising Peacemaker, life taker Red moon risingPeacemaker, peacemaker Peacemaker, life taker Red moon rising [Incomprehensible] PeacemakerThe feet of marching men Beat down the fields of last chances As scarecrows in amber waves of grain Grin exchanging glancesWe've killed it Killed it Killed it