Hearts of Iron

Six shades were gold In what was iron That broke them all And left you lying in bed A bitter maul Very very small You thought the sea Could make her belly swell In a better dream You wake and pace the hall Spitting bowl and seeds Those iron brothers And that's a dream Nothing matters at all At all At all Nothing matters at all At all At all When you regrow home in hearts of iron When you regrow home in hearts of iron When you regrow home in hearts of iron When you regrow home in hearts of iron