[intro]

[Verse 1]
Power in a boardroom
Oil on a map
Lines drawn with a fountain pen
Turned into a trap
Envy in a handshake
Greed in a smile
One signature later
They’re marching single file

[Chorus]
And the mothers cry at fresh graves
Calling names that never answer
Holding jackets
Holding photos
As the soil turns to cancer
History stamps another page
In a language written in veins
Cold ambitions in warm offices
Write boys into these chains

[Verse 2]
Gold under mountains
Grain in a field
All those quiet riches
Demanding a shield
Whose narrow hunger
Whose swollen pride
Turns a rumor in the palace
To a fire worldwide

[Chorus]
And the mothers cry at fresh graves
Calling names that never answer
Holding jackets
Holding photos
As the soil turns to cancer
History stamps another page
In a language written in veins
Cold ambitions in warm offices
Write boys into these chains

[instrumental]

[Bridge]
Generals leaning over maps
Coffee on the table
Steady hands
Circles
Arrows
Dates and stats
"They’ll hold the line
They’ll understand"
But downwind of the thunder
A schoolyard lies in shards
A birthday cake gone stale
On a kitchen counter scarred

[Chorus]
And the mothers cry at fresh graves
Calling names that never answer
Tracing letters on the headstones
Till their fingers splinter
Fracture
History stamps another page
But the ink runs in the rain
All these reasons for the outbreak
Meet the same red stain

[outro]