Rushed then told
They're bred to continue
Be at their marks
But some withhold
And won't be held under the spell
Bribes when tried
They focused on the burning of a man
'Til now, got left
Inside the underbelly's choke
Well, you assumed
At least they'll call us
Men again, for all shadows
That keep on crawling
Out from under cloaks
Behold rest assured
The sleep walking elite
When their days
Are numbered like the shallow
When they sit
On their knees
On their knees
On their knees
As they sit
On their knees
On their knees
On their knees
Well, you assumed
At least they'll call us
Men again, for all shadows
That keep on crawling
Out from under cloaks
Cloaks
Well, you assumed
At least they'll call us
Men again, for all shadows
That keep on crawling
Out from under
Well, you assumed
At least they'll call us
Men again, for all shadows
That keep on crawling
Out from under
Artist: Golden Earring
Artist: Charlotte Hatherley
Artist: Queen