The Resurrectionists - The Defiled

'Cause we’ll defy the maker

To make our own survive

'Cause we’re the tainted ones

But we are the saviours of you all

Dig up the corpses

Let the blood run free

We need to see things die

To bring the dead to life

Humanity rests on plagues of locusts

Clip their wings to teach the world to fly

Because your feet are at rest

When the bombs start falling down

And the spooks in your closet

Are the smiles of discontent

Let the gallows fall

I will be the knife

Reach for our voices when

End of day has been and gone

Humanity rests on plagues of locusts

Clip their will to teach the world to fly

'Cause we’re the poison in your blood

And we’re the noose around your neck

The resurrectionists feeding from the cradle to the grave

'Cause we’ll defy the maker

To make our own survive

'Cause we’re the tainted ones

But we are the saviours of you all

Dig up the corpses

Let the blood run free

We need to see things to die

To bring the dead to life

Humanity rests on plagues of locusts

Clip their wings to teach the world to fly

'Cause we’re the poison in your blood

And we’re the noose around your neck

The resurrectionists feeding from the cradle to the grave

'Cause we’re the poison in your blood

And we’re the noose around your neck

The resurrectionists feeding from the cradle to the grave

To the grave

As we pray for floods, as the seasons change

The resurrectionists feeding the lives

The resurrectionists feeding the lives