Time to Burn (Another Bag of Bones)

It's a brush fire spreading feeding as it moves
And it's a disappeared glacier it's an airborne flu
It's your disbelieving eyes locked in concrete miles
It's your yawning conscious and your lawyers smile
It's an occupied country foaming at the mouth
It's no smoking gun, no mushroom cloud
It's a military mother with a buoyant hell
And it's a flag tricked casket in an oil well
It's an Argentina school girl gagged and bound
It's a torture camp and it's a long way down
It's the constant brace and shock of now

It's the whole damn world turned inside out, alright

It's a march to extinction with your god in step
It's his name in your mouth; it's his cross on your neck
It's a farm boy sprinting over desert dirt
He's panting my father and discado spirts (?)
In his automatic rifle and it tells no lies
That's truth in your stomach, it's no alibi
But the trouble lies on the other side

With an equal truth brethren for his holy night
With his crescent and the star and the virgin sky
And here's the calm milk and honey from the after life
And as he eases to the check point he is calm and sure
It's collateral damage it's the cost of war
It's another bag of bones for the gods to sort
It's just another bag of bones for the gods to sort

It's the species disappearing, all the birds fly south
In a January heat wave and the pulsing crowd
It's an African militia kids with sub machines
It's a conflict diamond on your bride to be
It's the mission of identity go get what's yours
Till there's nothing leftover to get no more
And it's not what were owed but it's what we've earned
And it's closer then we realized and its time now to burn

It's time now to burn
Oh, it's time now to burn