Sicilian Crest - The Mountain Goats

In these times of wanting prophesy

And false witnesses up to all manner of deviltry

Drench a kitchen rag in heretic’s blood

Wash the windows and prepare for the flood

Look to the west

Look to the man

Bearing the Sicilian crest

Orphans 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