Deep, deep down under mountains I have heard them call my name,
Will I play their little game and tell them
Deep, deep down I've been waiting for the fighting to begin,
Hold my hands up.

Deep sleep now under skies of pressing dark upon my dress,
Watch it turn from white to red under the
Bone clean moon I am clinging to this burning, shaking bed
Must I hold my hands up,
My bloody hands up.

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