Fountains

Wake all you ants,

Wake to the sound of the ground breaking up

Fear what makes you, it’s your fix,

Break the worker line, wake!

Boat man, here’s your coin,

To the Holy Land, where I want to lay

Boat man, what’s that light up ahead there,

Won’t you take me back home

Further from the entrance of the dead

Not another lost soul

This is where I take another step down

You crawled out,

From the ashes,

Just take my hand and pull me back

You must have seen me,

Blood on my hands, burnt the bridge,

Now I’m here to stay

Rolled your eyes, made me hide

Now I’m here,

Wake! Come in the light,

Wake! Come in the light

We never thought we could leave here

We never thought we could steer clear

Drawn home, further from the entrance of the dead

Drawn home, further from the entrance of the dead