(where these dark days turn to. pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these dark-- agh. fuckin' hell)
you clench your fist and draw a line in the sand
when these dark days last a lifetime
the pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these heartbeats turn to flatlines
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums
i can hear the battle drums
i can hear the battle drums
you clench your first and draw a line in the sand
when these dark days last a lifetime
the pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these heartbeats turn to flatlines
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums coming
i can hear the battle drums
i can hear the battle drums
when these dark days last a lifetime
the pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these heartbeats turn to flatline
i can hear the battle drums coming