Sicilian Crest

In these times of wanting prophesy
And false witnesses up to all manner of deviltry
Drench a kitchen rag in heretic’s blood
Wash your windows and prepare for the flood
Look to the West
Look to the man bearing the Sicilian crest
Portents in the sky say that the time is near
Dial into the signal, coming in loud and clear
Sacrificial victims out of the cage
Smiling as they’re taking the stage
Look to the West
Look to the man bearing the Sicilian crest
Out of the blue, everything’s new
All the talk we heard was true
The legends we all heard once
The whispers from the storefronts
Hope for the best
Prepare for the worst
We wait like stock-piled landmines, ready to burst
Wait all your life to see what you see
Open up your eyes and be free
Look to the West
Look to the man bearing the Sicilian crest