Our words of play
Our words in blood
Cross from the page today

And ride the waves
Through northern skies
Are hypnotized away

In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this
In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this

Our books in blood
Close to the flame
Zero sum games to us

Dance through the beams
Onto the road
And still we make it home

In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this
In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this

And every time that we fall
And every time that we cry
And every time that we're caught we win

In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this
In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this

In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this
In blood, and you best not miss
We don't want to hang for this