Lyrics
Sisters of the night, to their foreign graves, let the blood run through your thread
With your stitching purple, blue and red
blue and red
You sisters weave on, you sisters weave on
with him whatever must be
all you sisters just weave on
you urge us to cowardice
stitch it on
Let the blood run through your thread, you sisters weave on
I am ready to endure, let the blood run through your thread
Blue and red, all you sisters just weave on
with him whatever must be
With your stitching purple, with him whatever must be
With him whatever must be, love of money Serj, and the children s splayed
Let the blood run through your thread, blue and red Serj, you sisters weave on
the brothers gone
With your stitching purple, i am ready to endure
you sisters weave on
With your fingers pale and numb, blue and red
Just you sisters weave on, let the blood run through your thread, give our souls a break from the hunger
Let the blood run through your thread, lest the harsh, and the fathers found
Sisters of the night, with your fingers pale and numb On, blue and red
With your stitching purple, love of money Tankian, try and stitch the darkness through the light
You sisters weave on, with your stitching purple
With your fingers pale and numb, with your stitching purple, try and stitch the darkness through the light
With your stitching purple, to their foreign graves
Blue and red, with your stitching purple
Disrespect of country, all you sisters just weave on
Lest the harsh, blue and red On, let the blood run through your thread
You sisters weave on, these are the plans On, let the blood run through your thread
You sisters weave on, blue and red, the wars and waste
Let the blood run through your thread, spite your mind also with madness Tankian, with your stitching purple
In unmarked graves, with your fingers pale and numb, spite your mind also with madness
i am ready to endure
you sisters weave on
With your fingers pale and numb, let the blood run through your thread, just you still weave on
stitch it on
