Zebras

Time warps blame
See you standing there before me drenched in red light
Two worlds superimposed again
Your daughters will avenge you
Your sons will martyr you
Lions chasing zebras to their remains
Some perilous night, some beautiful day
Vultures circle the sky waiting to visit the graves
Some beautiful nights and some perilous days
In the daylight
We’ll go inside
In the night-time
We’ll go out
There’s one thing for sure
You’re bleeding