Children of God’s Fire

We're Children of God's Fire
Skin burnt by sun and oppression
We're building a bonfire with objects of your obsessions Borne form clay and mud
Swim in this filth dressed like infants
ARMS RIDDLED WITH LACTIC ACID from assuming Christ-like poses now outstretched in new directions
WITH BODY'S SWOLLEN from years of indulgence you find it hard to walk
We encourage your consumption THESE HAGGARD MASSES form easy targets
Pride crumbles swiftly when stabbed in the stomach
Tear gas and rubber bullets, night sticks and ammunition, cocaine and television are all designed to control our destiny
Prayers for the suffering
Prayers for the chosen
Answered enmass by our collective will
Massive erosion, close to implosion of symbols we've all taken lifetimes to build
Enters the epoch of conjuring in to the dormant abyss from which our image gleaned
Fist clenched in protest heavier still than the bones of our ancestors strewn in the sea
Deject and forgotten Harvested like cotton
Yet its better that way
Destined to rotten Like fruit left forgotten Guess it's better that way! (TOO RIPE AND SOFT TO FIGHT)
We're Children of God's Fire Skin burnt by sun and oppression
We're building upon higher foundations to free our brethren!!
WELCOME TO THE NEW AGE where wealth is weighed in spirit and Justice flows like fish from our mouths to those who hear it
Unstable by its greed, a world we never owned comes tumbling down and with it, all its kings
We stand behind the masses
And where they go, we lead or follow, but always with
Them
We'll breed tomorrow