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The Book of Matches
Sit still, board up that mouth Lock down your mind, keep curiosity out No shadow of doubt can exist in the light that bleeds Unstaunchably seeping from your saviour's sullied Wounds, still worried two millennia on To keep that Roman book's binding so immutably strong Torah, Bible, Qur'an, it's all one and the same Mankind is manacled in scriptural chains
Scratching at the surface of the great deception Man holds no privileged position in creation We're entirely bestial, we're bestial, we're bestial Walking, talking animals, we're animals, we're animals
Rumbling, tumbling across desert sands At the head of an armed convoy rides that black flag waving man Plumes of dust and rusty blood flood fuming skies as they drive by Dripping swords cleave heathen spines Boots stamp ideology into other people's lives
Every savage act communicates our nature The mask of higher purpose hides a crude debaser We're completely bestial, we're bestial, we're bestial Brutal, ruthless animals, we're animals, we're animals
I tore the book apart, hunting for Jesus Pulled him out by a sandaled heel, kicking and squealing But he would not take my pain So I fed him to the flames
What is a god, but a salve for our fragile mortality A concoction of grey matter contrived to temper reality 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But these guileless inventions eclipse all virtuous intentions Becoming diabolical deities the strong may twist to suit their needs
The gods take man's direction, cast in blood-soaked passion plays Scene by scene we torment our mythological prey We're supremely bestial, we're bestial, we're bestial Hungry, hunting animals, we're animals, we're animals
I stalked through the synagogue, the mosque and the temple Spied into every keyhole, but the rooms were all empty So I spilt my seed wherever I pleased, on altars where gods feed Held a match against dusty tapestries, stood watching fingers breed God wasn't home to take my pain, so his houses fuelled the blaze
Here, I stand before the flames' might Flickering tongues licking bitter cold night Ashes cart-wheeling come falling snow-white See a vision mesmerising Ancient serpent driven out of hiding Twitching coils, the beast commences writhing Hooded head strikes ground at my feet Angry hissing, fangs bared as the flames eat Scales slough away on smouldering concrete Finally the brute lies broken Body scarred and charred in sections smoking Ecstasy, my bestial core's awoken Pale human skin splits open Scales rise through flesh, green diamonds cloaking Fangs explode from jaws, hood flares Evoking fear, for I am serpent
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