Sit Stay Roll Over - Jinjer

Roll over, sit, stay

Roll over, sit, stay

They have unleashed the bloody flock

Fierce, black hounds are getting mad

I hear the beast behind my back

And stench comes from its maw

The baying of berserks with each right paw upraised

They’re painted red in blood

The march of curs to trample their own truth

To chase all crows of white

No breath for those who dare to disagree

One path, one past, one trust

Loyal dogs, unfailing tool

They do what they have been trained to

With the eidolons, the minds are full

The evil ghosts of old

The evil ghosts of old

Insanity turns back at last

As soon as their food is done

And dog will raven dog

The claws crush bones, the claws crush bones

Claws crush bones, claws crush bones

Claws crush bones, claws crush bones

The one who disobeys

He learns a cruel lesson of bones and stones

Your dissidence objected

And it’s a basic skill to earn

Sit, stay, roll over

Sit, stay, roll over

Sit, stay, roll over

Sit, stay

The march of curs to trample their own truth

To chase all crows of white

No breath for those who dare to disagree

One path, one past, one trust

One path, one past, one trust

One path, one past, one trust

One path, one past, one trust

It’s not one’s path, it’s not one’s past, it’s not one’s trust

It’s not my path, it’s not my past, it’s not my trust

Devouring meat of those right paws upraised

The flock has gone

They fressed themselves

Devouring meat of those right paws upraised

The flock has gone

They fressed themselves

They fressed themselves

They fressed themselves