Burning Churches - Me And That Man, Mat McNerney

That night I saw the flames flicker on the television set

The vicar's tears fell as he faced the cameramen

My mother grabbed her crucifix and drew in her breath

It's suspected arson, the newsreader said

My life was reborn into that incendiary darkness

It brought to mind the great writers of satanic verses

From that truth my eyes glowed with unholy illumination

From the matchstick spark until the final glowing embers

I'm called by the light of burning churches

I'm saved by the light of burning churches

I was always the altar boy and never a thief

Part of the choir and friends with the priest

But it all changed when those prayer books went up in flames

Childhood on fire, consumed in the blaze

Now I smoke all my opportunities right down to the filter

I don't regret a single fucking moment of my future

And I know the devil better than himself

There's no good fun in Heaven

'Cause we're down here raising hell

I'm called by the light of burning churches

I'm saved by the light of burning churches

There's plenty of things that should be left unsaid

So I'll drink some more whiskey and I'll say them again

My life is this war against their words

Slaves to salvation and prayers to their lord

I'll take up my seat next to Anton LaVey

With a Molotov cocktail and a can of gasoline

Oh, ashes up to Heaven

Beautiful destruction

I grew up by that light

I was raised by that light

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burn, burn, burn

Burning churches

I'm called by the light of burning churches

I'm saved by the light of burning churches

I'm called by the light of burning churches

I'm saved by the light of burning churches