Lyrics
I arrive
Harvesting time
With pitchforks and pillories
Medieval fire
If I say I will believe
And I'll plough my heart out
Wearing my own heart out
Tearing my own heart out
Crying my own heart out
Of my land
I'll rest
Judgemental dice
With facebooks and pillories
Future on fire
Oh, I think I will believe
And I'll plough my heart out
Wearing my own heart out
Tearing my own heart out
Crying my own heart out
Of my land
Heart out
Wearing my own heart out
Tearing my own heart out
Crying my own heart out
Of my land
