Letra de Battle Lines

[Verso 1]
Raised my eyes to light beyond the surface
Stretched my fingers upon the virgin sand
Dragged my belly across the open danger
Stimulation few could understand

[Coro]
Blood stain in my moral fibre, bleached out but it's never been right
Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster,reaching for his better side
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine
When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines

[Verso 2]
Further over I spied the weaker brother, suicidal by his own design
Raised his head up and cried what they had called him
With my blue eyes and a name the same as mine
Hurricane in the natural order, you best dive if you missed the ark
When the high tide pulling you down, you swim like a tiger shark
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine
When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines
Alright, alright, alright

[Coro]
Blood stain in my moral fibre, bleached out but it's never been right
Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster,reaching for his better side
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine
When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines
Alright

[Conclusi�n]
Redraw the battle lines, Redraw the battle lines
Redraw, redraw, redraw