Zebras - Mothlite

Time warps blame

See you standing there before me drenched in red light

Two worlds superimposed again

Your daughters will avenge you

Your sons will martyr you

Lions chasing zebras to their remains

Some perilous night, some beautiful day

Vultures circle the sky waiting to visit the graves

Some beautiful nights and some perilous days

In the daylight

We’ll go inside

In the night-time

We’ll go out

There’s one thing for sure

You’re bleeding