The Beast Must Burn

Burn the beast, the Beast must burn

Drag your heels my people
It feels like patricide
Arm yourselves with weapons
And come to face the tribe
Bear me up you good folk
As we climb this hill
To build a pyre to the sky
For the beast we've come to kill

We've come to kill and eat it
This is a sorry feast
All have travelled far and wide
For the killing of this beast
This magnificent
Handsome stinking thing
Who ruled with death and hate
The Beast we made our king

If you’re ashamed and frightened
If your heart is less than stone
If you are merciful
You’re best to stay at home
The beast pretends he’s gentle
Now that we have the edge
Don’t you be swayed, remember
His tyranny and sacrilege

He took the sacred saviour
Up this very hill
He slit his throat and drank his blood
The Beast we’ve come to kill
So stand with me
Let me see your knives
We’ll kill the Beast and burn him
And so win back our lives

Burn the beast, the Beast must burn
Burn the beast, the Beast must burn

Burn the beast, the Beast must burn
Burn the beast, the Beast must burn

1996