Find your frown
Is here to stay
And you want Jesus
To run away

Aztec eyes
A vacant smile
Yawning comfort
Your modern style

Heroes of stories
Told when we were young
Powered through
The song that was sung

Your ancient ruins
Are where you left them
Your hands are fine
As you side with him

Savage thirst
Sophisticated hunger
All are the same
It's all a blunder

Turn to dust
Cinder and smoke
Gust of wind
Whirling stroke

Done and gone
Going gladly
We forage for what
We desire madly

Burn it to a crisp
Burn it to the ground
Burn it all now
Burn what I found

We are flawed and we are now
I wonder why and i wonder how