Weave on
Sisters of the night
On your loom of pain
Try and stitch the darkness through the light
Weave on poverty and crime
The wars and waste
Give our souls a break from the hunger
For the prophets and the saints
Stitch it on
The weapons drawn
And the children’s splayed
And the fathers found
In unmarked graves
With your fingers pale and numb
Just braid
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Just you still weave on
Feed on
Sorry sons of state
Preaching salvation
While we fall with such amazing grace
Feed on
Love of money, love of race
Disrespect of country
And of neighbors
Neighbored in our hate
Stitch it on
The brothers gone
And the lives they gave
To their foreign graves
With your fingers pale and numb
Just braid, just braid
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Just you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
All you sisters just weave on
These are the plans
The words we hear from mind deranged
You there who share his pain
Withdraw from this place and speedily
Lest the harsh
Spite your mind also with madness
How dare, you urge us to cowardice
I am ready to endure
With him whatever must be
I am ready to endure
With him whatever must be
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Oh, you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
Oh, you sisters weave on
With your stitching purple, blue and red
Just you sisters weave on
Let the blood run through your thread
All you sisters just weave on