Originally recorded in 2001 for The Lucky Nightsticks' "Exploder"

You feel it in the air now
It's like a weight on the wind
Something's coming with vengeance
As if the whole world had sinned
Size up the opposition
Plan a line to draw in the sand
Gather everyone you care about
And leave no turret unmanned

They feel that they can cleanse with fire
Only one way to know the truth
Who will be the last to know

We've seen the steps that men can take
It's a terrible fate to choose
Fire can come in a boomerang
And everyone can lose
Working out the differences in room
We live to learn and we learn to teach
And we learn to spell our doom

They feel that they can cleanse with fire
Only one way to know the truth
Who will be the last to know

The worldwide army resonates
We've all seen it on the news
If it's a pissing contest
We're all going to need new shoes

They feel that they can cleanse with fire
Only one way to know the truth
Who will be the first exploder

Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
John Makarewicz - Drums
Micah Robinson - Guitar

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