Rot In Heaven

They are so good
The rest of us are made of wood
But its understood
That we did everything we could
They will save your hide
They will hold back the morning tide
Now you try and say your piece
But this will fall upon the breeze
Turn and you will see

I would help you if i could
I'm so glad this finally understood
I could save you yes i could
And i should but
My heart is made of wood

Now you see the world
From inside a manic whirl
There are those to see you well
If you cross the open fell
They will always have your back
Always there to take the slack
When you turn to see them there
They have melted in the air

They will rot in heaven
You must know they're done for now
They will keep on giving
This will be the final breath
They will rot in heaven
They will go under the knife
It all adds up to seven
They will never count to ten
They will rot in heaven
They will always take the bow
The meter reads eleven
They will choose to save you now



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