"Bury Your Dead" lyrics

I found the serpent kind and realize the change of mind
Destroy the nation and the believers and now you can not find a way
A way out of the vow

Bury your dead and I see red
Bury your dead and I see red

Now they refer to preach, they withdraw like a leech
Nightmare at eight and stabbed to death and now you can not find a way
A way out of the vow

Bury your dead and I see red
Bury your dead and I see red

Slap on the wrist, stab on the back
Slap on the wrist, stab on the back
The eternal recurrence, the essential question

Bury your dead!

Bury your dead and I see red
Bury your dead and I see red