This land left weary 
This land left crushed
Were longing is heavy
Were is singing is tough
This land unsteady
This land collapsed
Studdered with bodies
Cold caked in mud
We're we've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies being born from the dust
We're we've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies
Except for the poppies
Now Winter is here
It's harsh and it's cold
The smell of blood
Clings hard to our clothes
We're we've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies being born from the dust
We're we've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies
Except for the poppies
We are still here
Our silence is gold
Moving the earth
To flatten the soil
We are still here
Our lips sealed and sore
Smooth out the land
We call our home
We've lost all our crop
We've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies being born from the dust
We've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies
Except for the poppies
We are still here
Our silence is gold
Moving the earth
To flatten the soil
We are still here
Our lips sealed and sore
Smooth out the land
We call our home
We are still here
Our silence is gold
Moving the earth
To flatten the soil
We are still here
Our lips sealed and sore
Smooth out the land
We call our home
We're we've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies being born from the dust
We've lost all our crop
We're we've lost all we've loved
Except for the poppies
Except for the poppies