V: Fair Trade Death March

Well I walked the highways in the darkness in the Spring
To Columbus, I walked the highways in the Spring
Past iron walls
'Cross the street from hospitals
To Columbus, I walked the highways in the spring

And in the Summer time I saw the northern lights
Up in Portsmouth where I walked in the Summer time
Cars pass by
Oh it's "Live Free or Die!"
Up in Portsmouth where I walked in the Summer time

And I said
"Bough and flower, leaf and grass
Let them pass, oh let them pass
Come back to me, come back to me
And tell me my land is best!"

And they say in the South
That smoke pours from the mouth
Of Hell that they've got hollowed out
And I saw it pour myself
As all the leaves of Autumn fell
The mouth of Hell that they've got in the South

So silent in the snowfall in the winter in the West
To the mountains I wandered in the West
And I called them by the names
That they had in ancient days
The mountain range that sleeps now in the West

Oh wood and water, stock and stone
Never go home, I can never go home
But I'll look for you, I'll look for you
To tell me I'm not alone

Oh holy rust
Turn foundation into dust
Oh holy rust, holy rust
Oh sacred flood
Wash away what we've become
Oh sacred flood, sacred flood

Well I walked through fire
I will wander through the ash
I will look for in the future
What I looked for in the past
Although I'm scared I know that I have weathered worse
I have weathered worse!

So we smash the gate and burn the flag!
It's the only choice we've ever had!
Sound the horn and beat the drum!
To industry with Doom we come!
With Doom we come!
With Doom we come!
To industry with Doom we