Kicks - Funeral Suits

A sea of red

Where water flows

The dead of night

The wind will slow

If now’s the time

Lay down and jump

But take my hand

For higher ground

I have become

I have become

A sea of red

Where water flows

The dead of night

The wind will slow

If now’s the time

Lay down and jump

But take my hand

For higher ground

I have become

I have become

I have become

I have become

The warriors

The warriors

The warriors

The warriors