Torches

I got a venom like a snake running out of my mouth (Running out of my mouth, running out of my mouth) It's got you burning at the stake Innocent or not, you're not a bet I care to take And Father Ignorance will make brothers of us all (Brothers of us all, brothers of us all) As he sets our torch aflame Chasing down the flimsy specters that we co-create Over and over, again We keep that old wheel turning We spin it around I got a terror I can't shake pushing down on my lungs (Pushing down on my lungs, pushing down on my lungs) It's got me lying there awake with a hand on a gun while turning shadows into shapes Mother Fortuna, O, she makes sisters of us all (Sisters of us all, sisters of us all) When the faces in her wake Look more like our own than the effigies we immolate Over and over, again We keep that old wheel turning Over and over, again We lay the next spoke down Over and over, again (oceans will roll in) Over and over, again We spin it around