waiting for the ax to come falling
bracing for the stones that we know so well
blistered and bruised,
while we suffer through you
all to allow you enough rope to hang yourselves

(chorus)

we're burning,
burning so patiently
get out while you can, this house is coming down
there will be nothing left
burning,
burning, so patiently

and you know how it is
all of this time and so little has changed
the powers that be
assuming authority
have you no memory of how this always ends?

with

(bridge)

turn the shiv inward
we understand
guilty as hell,
with my own sins to tell
black sheep can still smell their own
now the witches are smiling
as only they can
burned free of the stake, it's you we'll embrace
and when this is over, we'll see who's left standing

burning