Funeral Lakes - North American Martyrs Lyrics

Here comes more saviours dressed in black
They carry paper and make the maps
He said the son of god is in your heart
Just open up and then you'll start
To fear what I said
I came looking for death that's it

In search of souls but
They keep coming back
They stole some homes but
They keep coming back
And it's all mine, all mine
They keep coming back
And it's all mine, all mine
Yeah

A window-mirror to see ourselves
In the role of someone else
It's life and death, legacy
Survivance do you believe
These Nation-Saints we venerate
A memory will bend and fade
Which way will you go
Barkskins and Black Robes

In search of souls but
They keep coming back
They stole some homes but
They keep coming back
And it's all mine, all mine
They keep coming back
And it's all mine, all mine
Yeah

Over and over
North American Martyr
Over and over
North American Martyr