RUTH

We are the raving boys  
Ride the rage Ride the noise  
We are the raging boys  
 
Oh and we love to dance in puddles  
Kicking dirty water in the air  
Over the refuge less  
In this state of despair  
 
I wish your heart was beating  
But your heart is bleating  
Oh your heart is bleeding  
How the air is thicker here  
 
Like a donkey tied  
They tied me to a tree  
Oh the hooks inside  
Oh the pride in me  
 
Rootless amongst the truthless  
Without pity for your brother  
For ruth's a word that's lost  
And the ruthless never crossed  
 
But I won't need for prayer  
When I'm sitting by your side  
For the air is thinner there  
And the view broad and wide