ARSONS

Full moon gets my blood pumping
I just feel like killing something
Burning something, hurting something
The appropriation culture
Cold earth gets me hunches
This is where I came from
Bury clothes in graveform
Pale skin, no outdoors
Lighting candles in my room
In the air you feel the gloom
I look like Dracula petting this tarantula

Gasoline and matches in the woods at 3am
Arm pulsing with bleeding veins is nothing that I am
Wet the sacred walls made of wood and wrong culture
I don't care about the future, but this isn't supposed to be here
Light the matches and throw it, watch it start burning slowly
What is holy about these material world, so I get back in woods
Watch it from a tree, falling walls and burning roof
I'm done here, now I flee back to my cabin roots
Left that shit in ruins just coal and black woods
Your Jesus and your cross burned just like you did with us

I see in the newspaper
That comes out morning later
One more church erased for greater
I can't help but smile...

[Outro]

Fire is pesticide
All these maggots enemies...