Ghosts in the wind
Is making me sick
And all will be fine
Where kitchen once stood
'Cause the breathe of the death
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
There are stains on the floor
Pick up the bones
Who marched through this place
And I just can't
Means my grandma is gone
But nothing will grow
But it don't have a face
Where my sister once played
And set them on fire
There are ribs on the fire place
And some scars on the skin
Killing everything that breathed
There are holes in the walls
And the ring on this finger
Pick up the bones
And these teeth are decayed
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Mixed with the wood
Some bullets in the back
Put them back together again
There are forces in the air
The ear of my brother
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
Here's some mud made of blood
The hand of a friend
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
Here's some legs in a cloud
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
Bloody hair on the bricks
Pick up the bones
The suns gonna shine
And the smell of this hell
On this burnt cursed ground
And wish them goodnight
They're an inhuman race
Follow the scope going higher and higher
There were demons with guns
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light
And set them on fire
Flowers will bloom
And wish them goodnight
Pick up the bones
These look like the arms of father so strong
Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
This one has a skull
Now maybe someday