No One Would Riot For Less

Well death may come invisible Or in a holy wall of fire In the breath between the markers On a black I-80 mile from the madness of the governments To the vengeance of the sea Yeah everything is eclipsed By the shape of destiny so love me now, hell is coming Yeah kiss my mouth, hell is here little soldier, little insect You know war it has no heart It will kill you in the sunshine Or happily in the dark where kindness is a card game And a bent up cigarette In the trenches, in the hard rain With a bullet and a bet he says help me out, yeah, hell is coming Could you do it now? hell is here see the sterile soil pours in the sky Dirty water final scraps of light Bring a new tear so wake, baby, wake But leave that blanket round you There's nothing as safe I'm leaving this place There is nothing I'm planning to take Just you, just you --- No One Would Riot for Less - Bright Eyes