Shot sounds burning heat while we trail through the fire Tall grass rip it clean rising up from the ground See the mark on your head like the one that you kept On the mound where it's clear when the seer had the eye Rivers ride forever down the mountainside Reaching out where ever distant eyes fade out Shots sound to the beat bodies left in the tide Sun's last warming glow sinking slowly behind See the scars on their souls as they push through the haze On the mound where it's clear iron under the sky