(refrão 1)
It was the year
The crows and the locusts came
The fields drained dry their rain
The fields are bleeding
(intro)
Daddy don t cry, it ll be al - right
She put some water on the wound
And hums a little tune while the courage blood s on the ground
Pooling, poo - ling
See the murder, and the swarm descend
And the night is getting thick
The moon telling her tricks, she betray her every time
(refrão 1)
It was the year
The crows and the locusts came
The fields drained dry their rain
The fields are bleeding
(refrão 2)
It was the age
the foxes came for the fields
we were bleeding as we bowed to kneel
and pray for mercy, pray for mercy
The rumble is low and the heat is high
Got a feeling that there s rain out in the oil black sky
Gonna chase away the devil when the sun does rise
- - -
Gonna... bleed the blood
- - -
Gonna... bleed the blood
(instrumental 3x)
(refrão 1 e 2)
She limps on up to the top of a mount
Looks at the faulty harness
Feels her sweat in the ground and the burn in her nose
And the knowing in her guts
Something s still gonna grow... She ain t leavin til it does.
( ) (2x)
What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood