(chorus)
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion
Rub me the wrong way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks together but your fire's man-made
Capitalize on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine
False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise like flames
Drowning in their champagne
Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade
Soul stain blowing up
In your own domain
Fire crackers ooh and aah
But they never maintain