Ratlines Lyrics

they gave wings to this devil
stripped me of my shackles
set to fly just like an angel
this loser of the battle
along with mass graves
filled collection plates
with the most righteous of aid
I struggled to get away
on these ratlines, holding hands with Odessa
baptize your most violent son ratlines, holding hands with Odessa
sanctuary that helped me to run
they looked away and lofted no blame
I'm rescued in spite of my hate
the same sentiment was conveyed
(they preached) run it!

my war will not be lost new name and I'm across
we're the first ones off the ship, now
always first ones off the ship
and these men of the cloth
exploited the red for the twisted cross
to help me