The Mountain Goats - Sentries In The Ambush

Not enough air to quite go around
So we seek lower ground
The light plays its tricks on the trees
In forests like these

Losing the prints
Of the path just ahead
Dazzled by the sun
Where's everyone

I saw notches in the tree trunks
I saw unfamiliar footprints
I heard [?] evil omen
Voices in the shadow

Came to a circle of stones
And nothing was left but their bones

Cover them
If you can
Leave a sign
If you can
Send up a flare
If you can
In the dry leaves where the canopy opens

Not enough flesh remaining to say
Who fought bravely today
But I knew them all when they lived
And had fight to give

High in the pines
Searching for signs
Come upon a smoking fire pit
This is it
This is it

Count up our lower numbers
See shapes among the shadows
And now we enter the fray
And nothing can stand in our way

Slaughter them
If you can
Kill them all
Where they stand
Make an example of them
In the dry leaves where the canopy opens