"Sacrificial Bonfire" as written by and Colin Moulding....
Fire they cried
So evil must die
And yields are good
So men pull back hoods and smile
The scapegoat blood spilled
Spittled and grilled it crackled and spat
And children grew fat on the meat
Change must be earned
Sacrificial bonfire must burn
Burn up the old
Ring in the new, burn up the old, ring in the new
Assembled on high
Silhouette against the sky
The smoke prayed and pranced
And sparks did their dance in the wind
Shadows wore thin with less and less skin
And the clothes that were draped
Was all that told man from ape
Change must be earned
Sacrificial bonfire must reign
Reign over good
Banish the bad, reign over good, banish the bad

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"Sacrificial Bonfire" as written by Colin Moulding


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    General CommentRepresents the cycling of life, I think. Ends the song-cycle nicely.
    miesterseanon July 11, 2008   Link
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    General CommentIt's the passing of one generation to the next.
    degree7on June 02, 2010   Link
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    My InterpretationI think this song is about the ignorance and fear that mankind has and his attempts to control his environment from superstitious behaviour. So the sacrificial bonfire is man's attempt to understand and make changes in his environment, but it's done in a way that seems almost absurd. We just don't have the answers to life. Fantastic song from an amazing album!!
    Brownie6on June 07, 2013   Link
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    General Commentnot sure what this song is about but the arrangement is out of this world...they really put down the fists (avec rundgren) for this tune...i'm going to develop the algorithm for harmony
    philip1142on October 22, 2017   Link

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