Burn the sinner burn the sin burn the books in the bargain bin
Burn the demons burn the man burn the latest change of plan
We're going out where the beast is thought to lay
Burn the scrolls burn the flags burn the hand made leather bags
Burn the water burn the bay burn the orders of the day
Aint no one left to stand on sacred ground
Burn the emperor burn the tsar burn the profiteers of war
Burn the sand burn the soil burn the bubbly barrels of oil
Aint no where left for sunshine now to breathe
Burn the singer burn the song burn the ones that sing along
Burn the thoughts burn the things burn the butterfly's wings
The beast has left the layer in a rage
Burn the engine burn the glue burn the sticks that beat the crew
Burn the daylight burn the dark burn the colors back to black
Burn the judges burn the trials burn the lawyers in the aisles
Burn the 4 burn the 8 melt the frozen blocks of hate
Aint nothing left but secrets to be sold
I saw fire in the boatman's eyes
I saw fire in the poets disguise
I saw fire in the twister's turn
I wanna burn I wanna burn I wanna burn