Oh, Sleeper - Hush Yael
[Intro]
Wet your jaws for the world
We're going back to the darkest hours
Where our kind has confirmed
We are the masters of sin and slaughter
[Verse 1]
On the 22nd day of the 4th month, 1979 warrants a judgment
'Cause he came, and he saw
And this coward conquered a family asleep in their home
Rise, rise
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice
[Chorus]
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Verse 2]
She had to watch
Him pull the trigger in her daddy's back
Put his face to the waves 'til he took his last
Then he took her life with the butt of a gun
Four years from when her life had begun
Rise, rise, rise, rise
We're all weavers at the loom of slaughter
But we will rise and make these victims our martyrs
[Chorus]
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Post-Chorus]
Make him beg for his life!
[Breakdown]
Make him beg for his life
He made me watch as my family died
He'll never know what its like
So cut him slow 'til his soul takes flight
[Interlude]
[Outro]
End him slow
End him slow!
Make him feel the rocks that her temple rode
End him slow
Wet your jaws for the world
We're going back to the darkest hours
Where our kind has confirmed
We are the masters of sin and slaughter
[Verse 1]
On the 22nd day of the 4th month, 1979 warrants a judgment
'Cause he came, and he saw
And this coward conquered a family asleep in their home
Rise, rise
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice
[Chorus]
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Verse 2]
She had to watch
Him pull the trigger in her daddy's back
Put his face to the waves 'til he took his last
Then he took her life with the butt of a gun
Four years from when her life had begun
Rise, rise, rise, rise
We're all weavers at the loom of slaughter
But we will rise and make these victims our martyrs
[Chorus]
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
Higher than the mountains of their spite!
the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Post-Chorus]
Make him beg for his life!
[Breakdown]
Make him beg for his life
He made me watch as my family died
He'll never know what its like
So cut him slow 'til his soul takes flight
[Interlude]
[Outro]
End him slow
End him slow!
Make him feel the rocks that her temple rode
End him slow
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