Young Knives
Barbarians
We alone are capable of mercy
We alone are willing to understand
Your place In the half-light of the known world
Your faith in a sanctuary
The miles of well-worn tracks
Coarse fibres and animal fats
And fire, fire, fire, fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire

Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian
Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian

Put your money where your mouth is
Let's go for a hunt
Ten for males, five for females
Two for the runts
Put your money where your mouth is
Let's go for a hunt
Ten for males, five for females
Two for the runts

Through the silver bark of the King Billy pine
A sight unfamiliar
And in one glance, one fleeting glance
He is both seen and invisible
Licking my palms
I taste my true fragility
And in that one second, I know my world has died
And in that one second, I know my world has died

It's the warm glow with the added depth
It has the tight feel that I really like
I don't know if I've got the breath
Blood vessels burst in the back of my neck

Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian
Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian
Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian
Barbarian, barbarian, barbarian, barbarian

I shoot straight, straight down the line
I never lie about what I am
I shoot straight, straight down the line
I never lie about what I am
I am barbarian, I am barbarian
I am barbarian, I can't lie about what I am

Put your money where your mouth is
Let's go for a hunt
Ten for males, five for females
Two for the runts
Put your money where your mouth is
Let's go for a hunt
Ten for males, five for females
Two for the runts