Fires lick at the feet of the accused as they hang from the pole Judged for their lack of belief They speak of witness and truth, and they swear it on their soul They say that knowing what they saw, will welcome death as a relief They swear They know just what they saw Comets of consciousness fell upon the hills They know They swear just what they saw God‘s made of stars fell upon the hills A priest steps forward to the flames below as he ponders the words they cried He always knew this day would come The people of the town would be safe in the valley as long as the witnesses died As they witness the prophecy of the sun They swear They know just what they saw Comets of consciousness fell upon the hills They know They swear just what they saw God‘s made of stars landed in the hills They swear They know just what they saw Gods of consciousness landed in the hills They know They swear just what they saw God‘s made of stars landed in the hills