In the shape of the water
I will watch you drown
Farewell to sons and your daughters
They will never even hear a sound
In the shape of the water
I will watch you drown
Farewell to sons and your daughters
They will never even hear a sound
Farewell to sons and your daughters
They won't even hear a sound
It's in the shape of the
Don't let them take you away
Hear me
Hear the sound of passionate hate
Break them
Break the chains that bind you, bind you to the pain you create
From the streets to the slaughter
They will follow you
But then when you hit the water
I will always be here to guide you
Farewell to sons and your daughters
They won't even hear a sound
It's in the shape of the
Don't let them take you away
Hear me
Hear the sound of passionate hate
Break them
Break the chains that bind you, bind you to the pain you create
From the streets to places hidden from our view
They will follow you
From the streets to hidden places
They will follow you