Today could be a good day
Today could be our last day
You never know your time to die
My days are spent far underground
Away from infra red and gunsights
They’ll never find us here


Ill put them back
Ill put them back into the ground


The trees keep me invisible
No human eye will ever find me
I wont come quietly
There are no devils in these hearts
But their actions cannot pass me
I’ll take them one by one


Ill put them back
I’ll put them back into the ground


Ill put them back


Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Hooligan Jihad CD