Slow Burn

We live on the doorstep of pleasure We bury our martyrs in vain We must raise ourselves up much higher To renig is to live it again We don't know if you do aspire To the dawn of a new light each day We must raise ourselves up much higher Slow burning in fire ain’t wise Somebody's gonna get caught in the keyhole Somebody's gonna get locked up outside Somebody’s gonna get caught in the peep-hole Somebody's gonna get left by surprise We dance to the tune of the piper Who will teach the young children, I say We must raise ourselves up much higher It's a game of roulette if we stay Your mind's filled with doors left unopened With the promise of broadening our zone We must raise ourselves up much higher Slow burning in fire's too warm Rise-pull the wool from your eyes Rise-slow burning in fire ain't wise So rise-pull the wool from your eyes So rise-slow burning in fire ain't wise Somebody's gonna get caught Somebody’s gonna get locked Somebody’s gonna get caught Somebody's gonna get left by surprise We live on the doorstep of pleasure We bury our martyrs in vain We must raise ourselves up much higher To renig is to live it again Your mind’s filled with doors left unopened With the promise of broadening our zone We must raise ourselves up much higher Slow burning in fire's too warm So rise-pull the wool from your eyes So rise-slow burning in fire ain't wise So rise Rise Rise