Kingdom of Mustang

Lyrics

LAZARUS, LOW TO THE GROUND

Bad news from east and north
An army marches forth,
A line through time
Fiery red, hyacinth blue and sulphur yellow hues
To light the dying.

Lazarus, you’d better lay back down.
Lazarus, those planes are flying low to the ground.
And it’s all one sad tale,
And it always ends the same, the same, the same.

The rocket’s empty flare
A settlement that glares
Lies and defiance
And meanwhile in its lair
A slouching beast prepares for his time to rise

Jericho, your walls are not so sound!
Jericho, those planes are flying low to the ground.
And it’s all one sad tale,
And it always ends the same, the same, the same

Now up from west and south
Are armies marching out
In lines across time.
As somewhere in its lair,
The slouching beast has stirred and soon defiant will rise.

Lazarus, you’d better lay back down.
Lazarus, those planes are flying low to the ground.
And it’s all one sad tale,
And it always ends the same, the same, the same