Lock Out - Lyrics - Of Angels

Pay the man We've been standing out here way too long The gates are closed Tall grass, and grave plots shall stand alone It's safe to say These graves won't dig themselves this fall The alter boy Just passed the picket line This world's still dying It's nice to meet the misses She's buried up the hill No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me Lay the men They've been rotting out here way too long The families Have been begging you a chance to mourn Break these walls Cause the graves won't dig themselves and all The alter boys Will spread a hope that men can cope with No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me Way up airplanes Who fly for patriots The life of these saints Are trapped by fence gates Please stay high airplanes Because oh we will never make it through these walls! We will never enter the cemetary gates! So wake the dead! No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me No matter what, no matter what You're always right You're always right in front of me