The Believers

Muddy trail beside the water Leads the lambs into the slaughter Hands and knees, we all atone Path is paved with blood and bone Trembly hands reveal their purpose Blisters form beneath the surface No one gonna make us leave We're the ones that still believe Fear comes piercing through the silence In the air, the scent of violence Watching from above the trees We're the ones that still believe We're the ones that still believe We're the ones that still believe