The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo
Well the day the carnage came to town
We locked and bolted our doors down
We laid silent on the ground
Hoping we would not be found
As children moan, as a mother cries
I hide the fear from my eyes
We creep down the cellar door
Underneath the rotting floor
Oh, I can't see the light
Is it day or has darkness come?
Like men my brothers fight
Oh, when will this be done? I said
Will we see, will we see the sun?
We hold up stock down in the cave
Two weeks gone by, will we be saved?
The rats go ahead and steal their share
For in the darkness we're unaware
I try to keep the others strong
We won't last down here very long
How many lives have our boys gave?
And have we built our shallow grave?
Oh, I can't see the light
Is it day or has darkness come?
Like men my brothers fight
Oh, when will this be done? I said
Will we see, will we see the sun?
Skin and bones we waste away
Two months gone by, no light of day
Children rocking back and forth
They don't play much anymore
The smell of death is in the air
Our chances are much less than fair
To leave may be our certain doom
To stay sheltered becomes a tomb
Oh, I can't see the light
Is it day or has darkness come?
Like men my brothers fight
Oh, when will this be done? I said
Will we see, will we see the sun?
I said, will we see, will we see the sun?
Carnage was written by The White Buffalo.
Carnage was produced by Bob Hurley & Peter King.