White noise in the silence
Hell breaks loose in the quiet
Some long gone
But some still fight it
Some rot beneath the ground
While others are riding on

Two Novembers and the caskets I've counted
Deep marks on my heart, still shouting
Funeral march, lay me in the ground and
Just like up here, I'll be alone down there

The good lord if you're flesh and bone
There's a sadness that you won't outrun
There are lovers that you'll never love
Fathers and mothers that you'll never know

It's bound down
Spitting glass
Get out while you've got the chance

All of our innocence
Lost in the avalanche

There will always be a shore and a sea
There will never be another like me
But I'm in chains, won't be set free
There will never be another like me

Ratting Cage


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Two Novembers song meanings
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