Protomartyr Make Way
Welcome to the haunted earth
The living afterlife
Where we chose to forget
The years of the hungry knife
Make way
Make way
Make way
The death-filled rider
Came up on a spavined horse
And trampled through our home
But we didn't do anything
'Cause no one owes anyone
Make way
Make way
Make way
That shape has never left us
So ya better save the date
An invitation to a feast
We'll be polishing the plates
Gathering up all small things
Add salt to taste
You can grieve if you wanna
But please don't ruin the day
Make way
Make way for tomorrow
