Besedila: Tribe After Tribe. Ballad Of Winnie.

The sun it was rising
there was smoke in the air
and the children were
playing in the street

four men, quite tall men
came out of nowhere
they were the last four people
that he'd meet

how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire
how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire

some say she ordered to put him to death
who was the youngest and the strongest of all
as a warning to anyone who might drop their fist
in the struggle for justice for all

how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire
how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire

are women and children more timid than men
out of all of the players on the field
to be ruled by a necklace and murdered by reckless
men with their hearts turned to steel

how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire

on a southern most island, locked in a prison
her lover and the leader of the cause

how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire

sure as an eagle there are prisoners and men
but some men are not prisoners at all

how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire
how cold it feels
how cold it feels
how cold it feels in the fire