To Kill a Petty Bourgeoisie Along the Line

all along the pasture
all along the sea
all along the river
all along the sands

no one knew us
no one knew us
no one knew us
no one knew us

all along the terrace
all along the seams
all along the trenches
all along the line

there's nothing left
there's no words said
there's nothing left
there's no words said