Lyrics Snakes in the Garden - Burn it Down

Snakes in the Garden

Rise up
I may have set my sights
To climb up
Through thorns to Mount Sinai
Raised cup
Beneath a pouring sky
Face up
Release, re-need, design
I’ll never be content, content to have failed
When they lower my corpse to the ground
In this world, in the next
I’ll never be content, content to have failed
When they lower my corpse to the ground
In this world, in the next
With bent knees
Bent knees and open fists
We beg for deliverance
With bent knees
Bent knees and open fists
We beg for deliverance
I’m not so sure I can turn the other cheek
With all the snakes in the garden
The Kafir cower in unbelief
So I guess I’ll be praying to the East
Rise up
I may have set my sights
To climb up
Through thorns to Mount Sinai
Raised cup
Beneath a pouring sky
Face up
Release, re-need, design
Whether I live my life on my knees
All I know is that it’s killing me
When I die, will I live again?
One thing I know
We’ll always be the last ones to go
We’ll always be the last ones to know