Sing Your Songs, You Bones!
The dead are alive, they're singing their songs!
The decrepit are here, they're singing along!
The boys took their fiddles and cut all the strings!
The girls are mute, there's nothing to sing!
The men stayed behind to polish their guns!
The women have left, took the kids on the run!
The rocks are crying out in the cold!
Our souls are deaf! To the devil they're sold!
The dead are alive, they're singing their songs!
The decrepit are here, they're singing along!
The boys took their fiddles and cut all the strings!
The girls are mute, there's nothing to sing!
The men stayed behind to polish their guns!
The women have left, took the kids on the run!
The rocks are crying out in the cold!
Our souls are deaf! To the devil they're sold!