These New Puritans
Wild Fields

A simple lie it fell apart
In the lion's eye I'll blow your house
And history it doesn't end no matter when

We're purified with blissful lies
Running in the lion's eye

I'll drape your mouth in every town
With liquorice and violence

Come down from crystal heavens
Come down from the wild fields
Come down come down

From high above
From crystal heavens
From the wild fields above
Come down