Lyrics

her eyes could outshine the sun
sheets in the windows, hand on the gun
so the gravediggers march
the searchlights poke
the motherland's machete hands
and helicopter oaths
the murderers and baby eaters
extend their feelers
her blood on dogs' noses
the target is chosen

her eyes could outshine the sun
she carries no flag
she waits for no one

her eyes could knock down the sun
(the machinegun sun)
her eyes could tear down the sky
(the bayonet sky)
her soul could could swallow the seas
(and the air is diseased)
her eyes could outshine the sun