Tomahawk - Oddfellows текст песни

It's my blood's golden dawn
old Shriners burnin' strong

They call us oddfellows
We're dancing on the gallows
we'll just use tomorrow

From the hills,
Here they come

Cold, magic
Please behold

We only know the odd way

We believe them
we forgive them

Thanks to Alhazred for correcting these lyrics