Yeah, mud!

[Verse 1]
Pulled him by the strap so he tumbled in beside us
Head volleyed over hoofs in a dead dark crevice
Yeah, mud
Scatters in the path of the man up top
They’re saying in the back he’s got the sack and given up
And now we’re stuffed

[Verse 2]
Ah, now he’s like a symbol for the dread and the panic
Sun spinning like a bowl on a spear in a sky like granite
No sir
Haloing his head as in a black felt cloak
It makes me want to laugh like it makes me want to chokе, choke, choke

[Chorus]
Them Cossack steeds, baptisеd in gunfire
Man they look good
Tearing through the dark of half past two
Their ribs showing

[Verse 3]
Cornered like a fox where his lines got severed
Hands motion at the air so the flies don’t get him
Look, guts out on exhibition in the water and the blood
Mix, guarded
Scribbling the vitals for his mother in a book
I don’t know what I’d write my mother
I’d creak and bleed, coated in leather

[Chorus]
Them Cossack steeds, baptised in gunfire
Man they look good
Tearing through the dark of half past two
Their ribs showing

My Cossack breed, half-blind and gun-shy
Man he looks good
Sleeping on his feet like horses do
His ribs showing

[Outro]
Pulled him by the strap so he tumbled in beside us
Head volleyed over hoofs in a dead dark crevice
Yeah, mud!