Candles don't shine light on my religion,
Not the same way sun and moon do,
In my Soul occur nuclear fission,
Same reaction that occurs within you,
Lets not fall to the division,
Make pagodas of paradox,
On the hills and the mountain sides,
In the rivers and plains world wide,
When the new sun set,
We'll see another bite the dust
Verse 2
Candles don't shine light on my religion,
Not the way sun and moon do,
In my Soul occur nuclear fission,
Same reaction that occurs within you,
Lets not fall to the division,
We outlaws taking our shots,
On the hills and the mountain sides,
In the rivers and plains world wide,
When the noon sun rise,
We'll see another one bite the dust