Devils and Saints

Oh my brother, I have cheated you again
I saw this fire coming
So I buried my head into the sand
And the war on the fire is getting hot
I'm gathering hate, it's boiling over my cooking pot

Wolves come out, and my pride is spilling over
On this piece of heaven, that's on my kitchen floor
Oh no where else, and nothing more

The boat it sways with the devil and the saint in my hands

Blood drips down from my tower
It's been a mess, but I'm cleaning up
And this rope that I've been pulling
Is actually around my neck

The boat it sways with the devil and the saint in my hands