1 2 3 1 2 3 i light fire to your world and listen as they lay whispered little sounds cracking to a pound pummeling the town everything you say is beautiful wondered display you re the moses of the south devil worship now temples crumble down flood from the mouth it s violent and insane and crucifying the insane i while dancing horned sirens fly they cackle at the sun they re spitting at the earth plunder beg and curse pure and fearful children flee north at the sound of the king s horn i will send you up a sign everything is fine all the vines and branches are torn it s violent and insane crucifying the inane prophets here linger in lightening they re giddy and livid in love they re weeping and laughing from pleasure because the sky one day must eat the earth i light fire to your word and listen as it lays whispered little sounds cracking to a pound pummeling your town everything you say is beautiful wondered dismay you re the moses of the south devil worship now temples crumble down flood from the mouth it s violent and insane crucifyingly inane  brother you are my weakness i listen and learn from your kindness your wisdom is very thoughtless but your window is worth looking out from 