Heist by Black Table Lyrics

Under bruised skies
Steel and blood sweat
From skin
Our hearts humid like the mouths of wolves

We are the sons of chaos
Left wild in darkness
Beneath the moon

Trampled flowers in mud
With knives for petals

We will take our peace of mind
And we won't be the last
We won't be the last

This the west
Where young men are eaten and vomited kings

Heist!
This a heist of the american dream
Heist!
We will take our peace of mind

And we won't be the last
We won't be the last

This is
A heist of the american dream
This is a heist