Holland 가사

Rotterdam, goddamn These starving organs hem and haw Morning of the opposed modernity And I heard them scream We are many, we are many, we are And in the Hague, I did proclaim: Cousin, I'll find god in the gutter You'll catch the dead and bury them with old words When the hours begin to flee I will sing Recover me We are many We are many We are dust We are many We are many We are dust Into dust we will all return Oh I, whole night, I heard you sing Only dreamers, dead times, and dirty kings Oh I, whole night, I heard you sing O death, where is thy sting? Does it feed on eager limbs? How will the body know? I was caught in the eye with a nightingale Hold the water, let it burn Some lives may dig deep but my cold crime is clean If I show you my hands, will you carry the beast? We are many We are many We are dust Into dust we will all return