Текст песни Graveyard's Full

The graveyard's full We're running out of earth But we can use the bones To build another church Thick walls made of men Whose souls have come and went So what's that magic number Of how many men can live Before our precious mother Can no longer give? I don't want your answers I'm content With how much we can take Before they call it rape Everything that we create Seems to get thrown in our face To make it easier for the race And harder to esacpe The graveyard's full We're running out of earth But we can use the bones To build another church Thick walls made of men Whose souls have come and went All we know's that souls All come and go So what's that magic number Of how many men can live Before our precious mama Can no longer give? I don't need your answers I'm content With how much we can take Before they call it rape Everything that we create Seems to get thrown in our face To make it easier for the race And harder to esacpe The graveyard's full We're running out of dirt But we can use the bones To build another church Thick walls made of men Whose souls have come and went All we know's that souls All come and go