My lyrics arose as the prophecies came| Blown away with a fan| Shown scattered misrepresentations throughout the shaded plans| I stand here corrected with a Molotov| Outraged by the flames that couldn't disperse enough| In due time the process proceeds| Blades cut wide open| Showing where the dissections bleed| Mistakes once shown| Lay hidden| The speed tripled| But the reaction slowed| Arrange the blocks only to knock down| Then rebuild again to reinstate a new shape| Rearrange the tears with a crooked smile| Hiding teeth| The tree enchanted by my flames| Lies causally| Attracting the lightning bugs ever so close| Burning their bodies| Evolving to dripping flames|