No One Would Riot For Less - Bright Eyes

Death may come invisible

Or in a holy wall of fire

In the breath between the markers

On some black I-80 mile

From the madness of the governments

To the vengeance of the sea

Well, everything is eclipsed

By the shape of destiny

So love me now, hell is coming

Yeah, kiss my mouth, hell is here

Little soldier, little insect

You know war, it has no heart

It will kill you in the sunshine

Or happily in the dark

Where kindness is a card game

Or a bent up cigarette

In the trenches, in the hard rain

With a bullet and a bet

He says, «Help me out, hell is coming

But could you do it now?

Hell is here»

See the sterile soil pores in the sky

Yellow water, final scraps of light

Bringin' new tears

Awake, baby, awake

But leave that blanket around you

There’s nowhere as safe

I’m leaving this place

But there is nothing I’m planning to take

Just you, just you, just you, just you