Monsters Calling Home

They're walking heavy to
The beat of a broken drum
Digging for worth in a land
Under a foreign sun
Their children call bitter words
Of a strange tongue
Hearts down they're walking heavy till
The dying's done
I see their hands some hold
The bottle some hold back
And in their eyes a wave of light
In a sea of black
Their voices low trembling for blood to drink
Would they know of a deep that cries to the deep
In the night in the night they call yes they call
In the night in the night they call yes they call now
Oh hear the monsters calling home
No they don't wanna be alone
But the closet they keep closed
Swallow the key so
That nobody nobody knows how they beat
They beat their chests to the sounds of
Their broken hearts
Crying wolf under sheep skins reaching out their claws
Stomping their feet never letting up
The dust choking up their lungs
Told to be a father growing up into a fatherless
Son oh my son won't you come won't you come
Son oh my son won't you come won't you come
Son oh my son won't you come won't you come