Crows + Locusts

It was the year the crows and the locusts came

The fields drained dry the rain

The fields are bleedin'

Daddy, don't cry, it'll be alright

She puts some water on the wound

And hums a little tune while

Her courage puddles on the ground

Poolin', poolin'

See the murder and the swarm descend

And the night is gettin' thick, the moon tellin' her tricks

She'll betray you every time

It was the year the crows and the locusts came

The fields drained dry the rain

The fields are bleedin'

It was the age the foxes came for the fields

We were bleedin' as we bowed to kneel

And pray for mercy, pray for mercy

The rumble is low and the heat is high

Got a feelin' that there's rain out in the oil-black sky

Gonna chase away the devil when that sun does rise

Gonna bleed the blood, gonna bleed the blood

It was the year the crows and the locusts came

The fields drained dry the rain

The fields are bleedin'

It was the age the foxes came for the fields

We were bleedin' as we bowed to kneel

And prayed for mercy, prayed for mercy

She limps on up to the top of a mount

Looks at the faltered harvest

Feels her sweat in the ground and the burn in her nose and

The knowing in her guts somethin's still gonna grow

She ain't leavin' till it does

What can wash away my sin?

Nothin' but the blood

What can make me whole again?

Nothin' but the blood

What can wash away my sin?

Nothin' but the blood

What can make me whole again?

Nothin' but the blood