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!