There's blood in the water

There's blood in the water

Turn back, turn back too late

There's a ghost in the altar

There's a ghost in the altar

Upon the rocks the skulls now shattered lay

Eviscerated cold

Sold for silver and the weight of gold

Until the red sun set in their pale eyes

Ravenous lament

Macerated and then left for dead

Now they scorn all that they held sentimеntal

There's ore in thе mountain

There's ore in the mountain

Now mercury falls through the sand and stone

There's blood in the water

There's blood in the water

Turn back, turn back too late

Ravenous lament

Macerated and then left for dead

Now they scorn all that they held sentimental

Eviscerated cold

Sold for silver and the weight of gold

Until the red sun set in their pale eyes

It was there that we buried the dead

In the cold, cold prairie wind

It was there that we buried our heads

In the cold, cold prairie winds