Tombstone Highway, Wino - Weeping Mother Lyrics

They are waiting on the outskirts of plague
Knowing only the fear of the waiting world
They are hungry for an answer
They will kill each other to ensure that it is done
Assembles gathering
One mind calling out
On this darkened day of loathing and black despair
Hear me brothers, it ain't over
We will see to it that our spirits overcome
They are waiting on the outskirts of plague
Knowing only the fear of the waiting world
Hear me brothers, it ain't over
We will see to it that our spirits overcome