Spanish death song
The builders and the butchersand it's a long way down
from where you're hiding
and it's a long way down
all their heads were turned
angled toward the sky
and the dark clouds descended on us quickly
and rain, it brought the flood
and the sound became the sea
and we offered hail mary's
(one for you) nineteen for me
and it's a long way down
from where you're hiding
and it's a long way down
it came across the land
like the spanish influenza
we were brought down to our knees
and we sat amongst the cracks
where the pennies all were rolling
falling down a rich man's sleeve
they will ring the bells
(they will ring the bells)
they will come and find you
bringing out the dead
you're bringing out the dead
they will ring the bells
(they will ring the bells)
they will come and find you
bringing out the dead
oh, no
and it's a long way down
from where you're hiding
and it's a long way down