Talks Of Terror

I heard you made your mind up
Of faith in odds and gods and talks of terror.
I heard I'm not within you.
No, I am barely witness.
So heat the streets so we can sleep forever.
Now you are your own.
You are whatever you want.
I heard of buildings burning.
I wonder who discerns when
They call it quits and let them all burn down.
The devil is a liar. The devil is desire.
And we're helping him build his lake of fire.
Now you are your own.
You are whatever you want.