In these times of wanting prophecy
And false witnesses
Up to all manner of devildry
Drench a kitchen rag in heretic’s blood
Wash your windows and prepare for the flood
Look to the west
Look to the man
Bearing the Sicilian Crest
Portents 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 stockpiled 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