yeah, mud!

[Verse 1] Pulled him by the strap so he tumbled in beside us Head volleyed over hoofs in a dead dark crevice Yeah, mud Scatters in the path of the man up top They’re saying in the back he’s got the sack and given up And now we’re stuffed [Verse 2] Ah, now he’s like a symbol for the dread and the panic Sun spinning like a bowl on a spear in a sky like granite No sir Haloing his head as in a black felt cloak It makes me want to laugh like it makes me want to chokе, choke, choke [Chorus] Them Cossack steeds, baptisеd in gunfire Man they look good Tearing through the dark of half past two Their ribs showing [Verse 3] Cornered like a fox where his lines got severed Hands motion at the air so the flies don’t get him Look, guts out on exhibition in the water and the blood Mix, guarded Scribbling the vitals for his mother in a book I don’t know what I’d write my mother I’d creak and bleed, coated in leather [Chorus] Them Cossack steeds, baptised in gunfire Man they look good Tearing through the dark of half past two Their ribs showing My Cossack breed, half-blind and gun-shy Man he looks good Sleeping on his feet like horses do His ribs showing [Outro] Pulled him by the strap so he tumbled in beside us Head volleyed over hoofs in a dead dark crevice Yeah, mud!