Squawks of Hate Video (MV)

Four teeth in the far corners of a hippo's mouth
Sustain the woolen echo rung from nerves
Flapped on wings perverse explained
Sparrows greet us with squawks of hate

One thousand lives lived everyday for ten thousand centuries straight
The powerless in death escape the setting tongues at westward pace

Hippos run til hippos stop
We see the desert in our eyes
Soon our tears could run dry
I will catch them drop by drop

Down in the groves with mud and fish live on your last wish: stoned me!
High on the roof with jaws and clear water menopause: stoned me!
Sparrows leave us with squawks of hate