Little Rebel Mine

Washing the blood off the pedestals
Drunk with liquor and songs
All icons shattered and none replaced
For we were all fooled and wronged
And serpent’s milk on blackened stone
This sand betrayed
You whets your dagger
On the plunderer’s lips
Now sharpen the blades
Sharpen the nails
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight
Now fear spreads over the roofs
And on down the valleys
And what strange birds cruise here
Now that there’s blood on the branches
And serpent’s milk on blackened stone
This sand betrayed
You whets your dagger
On the plunderer’s lips
Now sharpen the blades
Sharpen the nails
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight
Little rebel mine, rebel mine
I hope you will come with me
I hope you will fight