Resign yourself into your fate and close the windows of open chance
Seduction of your sences belongs to your bitter past
Open the door in your uniform designed with devils mark
The priest himself he welcomes you, Boy you can really go far.
And in the heartland of tombstone
we still don't know where our souls belong.
Our sacred souls are divided,
keep building a tombstone of our own
Footsteps led to the abandoned mill, along the railroad did they roam.
This was the time when Tenderville had a major impact on their souls.
Priest he smiles when he reminds you that it was actually a peaceful place.
All the useful elements of life and death, Economy was doing okay.
And in the heartland of tombstone
we still dont know where our souls belong
Our sacred souls are divided,
keep building a tombstone of our own
Let your sences receive the history now, the lesson in first degree.
Tuck your uniform well my son, go and patronise the children in heat.
Multiplying their useless bodies all the time, carcasses for the western world.
Priest is frowning when he understands, This is our last day on earth.
And in the Heartland of tombstone
we still don't know where we belong
Our sacred souls are divided,
keep building a tombstone of our own
The hills are alive with the sound of music,
this sound is what they really need.
Holding on for the truth in your words,
this sound is what they really need