We kill in the world   We live in it   We live in it   Then you smiled crawling as your houses were burning for god      Books crawl down from the shelves read themselves to you read themselves at you in the library of force      In the library of force   William the conqueror flipping from the pages of history   Drink from the pages   Come the precious stones of guilt      The tracking of detention   Was lurking in the souls of man      From the last day of language   Beaten   Bludgeoned   Ransacked   Stoned   The written word   The written word   Written word   Commands to the sky to starve the sky   And the crawling skin of god