Higher

Fire, fire Stricken by desire Higher Always craving more Fire, fire It's my last conspire Higher Addicted to the war Fire Fire While we pray This vicious circle is spinning again While we sleep Boots of oppression are stomping our dreams This self-made prophets are exploiting our fears They're trading dirty bags of bones for golden years Fire, fire Stricken by desire Higher Always craving more Fire, fire It's my last conspire Higher Addicted to the war Fire While we cry Stealing our future without the pretense When we die Just numbers in corners without any sense The clock is ticking, calling for the winds of dread This pillow's echo screams so loud beneath their heads Fire, fire Stricken by desire Higher Always craving more Fire, fire It's my last conspire Higher Addicted to the war End of times at hand Now the veils are all gone They are gone Drawing lines in the sand We are many, but one Fire, fire Stricken by desire Higher Always craving more Fire, fire It's my last conspire Higher Addicted to the war Fire Fire