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When your floorboards start to rot
We pray that there are not
Bodies buried underneath
When the troops have all withdrawn
With the morning dawn
Will we find an empty grave?
Look out below, below, look out
Look out below, below, look out
When the hourglass is spent
Will all you willing men
Be hiding still behind your teeth?
Or will you have finally found your words
And like the morning birds
Will they sing the night to sleep?
Look out below, below, look out
Look out below, below, look out
All you dried and dusty broken bones
Put down your sharpened stones
And lift each other from the ground
Now's the time to fill up every grave
We at last are saved
Can you hear the trumpets sound?
Look out below, below, look out
Look out below, below, look out
Look out below, below, look out
Look out below, below, look out