The Trench
Chuck Ragan
Looked into the sky, walked another mile
Watching snowfall take its time to the ground
To bury this town
Yeah, one step at a time walking on the line
Laid in the dirt of the pigs
The saints and the clowns know 'em all too well
Yeah, we already made our bed to lay our head to rest
And we drove every nail in that old coffin for the trench
Looked into the sky, walked another mile
Cutting losses till my arm's dead tired
Nothing to admire
Yeah, one step at a time walking on the line
Cut through the thick and thin on the way to hell
Know it all to well
Yeah, we already made our bed to lay our head to rest
And we drove every nail of that old coffin for the trench
Yeah, we already made our bed to lay our head to rest
And we drove every nail of that old coffin for the trench