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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oh, Sleeper
Oh, Sleeper
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Blay
Shane Blay
Composer
Micah Kinard
Micah Kinard
Composer
James Erwin
James Erwin
Composer
Zac Mayfield
Zac Mayfield
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andreas Magnusson
Andreas Magnusson
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hush, Yael
I hear them coming
We'll hide here till we're safe
Just hold tight to me
Until they find what they need
Hush little, Yael
I hear them leaving for the beach
Where on the stone and sand
Your sister finds her sleep
[Verse 2]
Wet your jaws for the world
We're going back to the darkest hours
Where our kind has confirmed
We are the masters of sin and slaughter
[Verse 3]
On the twenty-second day of the fourth month
1979 warrants a judgment
Cause he came, and he saw
And{ that} coward conquered a family asleep in their home
[Verse 4]
Rise, rise
We must rise for the helpless and fight for their justice
[Verse 5]
So lift your voices high
(Higher than the mountains of their spite)
We are
We are the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
So lift your voices high
(Higher than the mountains of their spite)
We are
We are the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Verse 6]
She had to watch
Him pull the trigger in her daddy's back
Put his face to the waves till he took his last
Then he took her life with the butt of a gun
Four years from when her life had begun
[Verse 7]
Rise, rise, rise, rise
We're all weavers at the loom of slaughter
But we will rise and make these victims our martyrs
[Verse 8]
So lift your voices high
(Higher than the mountains of their spite)
We are
We are the fearless, the ruthless
The heralds of our time
So lift your voices high
(Higher than the mountains of their spite)
We are
We are the fearless, the ruthless
The heroes of our time
[Verse 9]
Make him beg for his life
Make him beg for his life
He made me watch as my family died
He'll never know what it's like
So cut him slow till his soul takes flight
[Verse 10]
Hush, Yael
They found him and they put him in chains
The one who broke our home
Is finally feeling pain
Hush little, Yael
I'm sorry your lungs are empty
But in your new home
That man will not be seen
[Verse 11]
End him slow
End him slow
Make him feel the rocks that her temple rode
End him slow
End him slow
End him slow
Written by: James Erwin, Micah Kinard, Shane Blay, Zac Mayfield
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