Our suicide was waiting at the door
We'd clawed and crawled our way across the floor
The record that we'd played a thousand times
We're still alive, still alive in our minds

We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones

We couldn't find a way to save our heads
We couldn't find a god that even cared
When all of this descended into ash
What did they do, did they do with the guns and cash?

We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones
We've wooden bones, wooden bones

(Don't miss the point here, we'd rip the gods down
We'd leave the child with the hell we've found)

Don't miss the point now, don't shut your eyes, dear
Our time is soon up, our days are numbered here
We'd rape our own world and we'd rip the gods down
Then leave the child with the hell we'd found