Houses of Fire

Woven hands bending and breaking
 Ain't no roads lead to home
 Light a fire for the gods we're forsaking
 We lick marrow from bone
 Noctivagant spires and blind folded buyers
 Cities built on the sand
 Death-dealing liars, eternal forge pyres
 Black seeds sown in this land
 Broken giants, coughing and gasping
 Build up walls with their bones
 Kill the witch for the curses she's casting
 Beneath the eyes of god we cast stones
 Snake charming father, salt pillar mother
 Workers marching in crowds
 Strip the flesh, leave the scraps for another
 Sinners hanging from clouds
 Soldiers build houses of fire
 Holy arrows fell down
 We all lied down there
 To sleep with snakes
 We've been wondering when we will wake up
 Wake up where we lied our heads
 When spring is over and the old gods retire
 Soldiers burn bodies, build houses of fire
 When all we are is ghosts out in the corn
 Fifteen thousand golden horns sounding from the coming storm
 Fifteen thousand golden horns sounding from the coming storm
 Well, when fall is over and the old gods shed their skin
 I'll tear down this house of fire and build it up again
 I'll tear down this house of fire and build it up again