Hold tight
Be well
She's gotta be from Metairie
Night world hold, moonlight glow
Heave off
Roll low
It's thrilling me
Ain't killing me
Nighttime twice, daylight null
Lakeview pall, reaper's son
Will come and become
The sole keeper of a blood oath
We're on a death march in exile
Midnight
One plight
Gentilly breeze, there's sworn to be
Fires bright for evil one
Tempt, yes
Heel, no
Bring forth to thee, Chalmettian dreams
And royal tongues, embellished suns
The Quarter pawns the hellish son
Will come and become
The soul keeper of a blood oath
We're on a death march in exile
We're on a death march in exile
We're on a death march in exile
We're on a death march in exile