Phinehas - The Jungle

Can you point us all to something to run from?
They’re biting at our heels
Can you point us all to something to run from?
And slay us if you will?

We soak our tattered shirts with our brothers’ blood
Instead of ringing out it clings to us
The snares we set only trapped the dead
And the chains never wash away
They just sink further into the mud

The tombstone to the casket
All hell in a hand basket

Pray the chains cut deep, cut deep

Ugh!
Can we cast our demons out to sea?
DROWNING THE SAVAGERY?
Punch our fists straight through the ceiling
Yeah, we’ll take the heat
We suffer to the beat
Then release our beasts ON THE STREETS

We soak our tattered shirts with our brothers’ blood
Instead of ringing out it clings to us
The snares we set only trapped the dead
And the chains never wash away
They just sink further into the mud

Pray the chains cut deep, cut deep
Pray the stains sink deep, sink deep!

"What will be left that is not hell's
When we've destroyed the world ourselves!"
We destroyed the world ourselves
Don’t look back if you’re gonna rebel

Bring in the cavalry (Bury your infantry)
Prepare your graves but don’t stop
Bring in the cavalry (Bury your infantry)
Prepare your graves but don’t stop
Running!
Yeah