From the recordings The Angel - EP and Radical Animals

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Lyrics

Neath the broken tree
That you see in your dreams
Find the golden key
And you’ll see

That there’s a light on upstairs
Even though the old man ain't dead

Evil figure stands
Hands behind his back
Head to toe in black
Cause he knows

That there’s a light on upstairs
Even though the old man ain't dead

So if the old man ain’t dead
Who did you bury and hide from the feds

And with a gun to your head
He screams: Fight to the death

Just throw your fists through the air
I said: "Just fight to your death"

Yeah start a fight on the stairs
Push the old bastard down them

I hope we survive winter
I hope that you find warmth
I hope we survive winter, yeah
And escape this damning frost

I know you’ll die this winter
The warm wont thaw your frost
I know you’ll die this winter, yeah
And left you’ll be to rot

But the light was not there
It was the vultures of death

Ripping your insides to shreds
And they won’t stop there

And as your burning in hell
Remember you did well