Fire - Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes

Set fire to the village

Set fire to the town

Burn every city in this fucking country down

And the rain will turn to rivers

And when the rivers drown

Your revolution

We watch this all unfold

Climbed out that mountain made of gold

And we saw your soldiers marching

Across our blackened land

And all those broken hearts

They fill their tombs with blood

We are just prisoners of love

And all those broken hearts

They fill their tombs with blood

We are just love

And the final lesson came:

As above, so below

And all those broken hearts

They fill their tombs with blood

We are just prisoners of love

And all those broken hearts

They fill their tombs with blood

We are just love

Set fire to the village

Set fire to the town

Burn every city in this fucking country down

And all those broken hearts

They fill their tombs with blood

We are just prisoners of love

We are all prisoners of love