Let the Thunder Do the Talking

Cold river, warm blood, no words for either Sky splits, I let it Old gods don't knock (don't knock) They just move through the floor (through the floor) I answer in smoke You feel that? (I feel it) That's the ground (that's the ground) Remembering our names Let the thunder do the talking Let the low light say the rest If I speak it stops the music So I hold it to my chest (ah-ah, ah-ah) Say less Say less Say— Let the thunder do the talking Let the low light say the rest If I speak it stops the music So I hold it to my chest