Jackals
FRANK CARTER & THE RATTLESNAKES · Modern Ruin 2017 · Track 08 of 12
Written by Dean Richardson, Frank Carter
Bloody eyes, new warning signs New meaning to the ride or die And now I know that we aren't going home Bathed in ash, baptized in rubble Raised out of unnatural trouble If I can't stay here, where do I go?
Wrap the chains around their throats Pull the trigger and sink the boats If they make it to the shore Don't hesitate just kill 'em all Burn them all like sickened cattle And leave nothing for the jackals