SELF IMMOLATION Songtext
von grandson

Drew their guns on a man on fire
But they′ll never put him out when his soul's gone higher
All the ashes remain on the embassy steps
He choked on the smoke with his last breath

Kerosene, the revelation
Martyrdom, his meditation

Self-immolation
Self-immolation
Gas, matchstick
Gas, matchstick


The embers burn red
From the bones of a man on a mission to change the condition
Gettin′ close to the edge
I need a lighter from the Shell gas station for my demonstration

Through the system, that's enabled
By indifference and betrayal
Then resistance is on the table
It's inevitable and it′s fatal

Kerosene, the revelation (I need a lighter from the Shell gas station for my demonstration)
Martyrdom, his meditation

Self-immolation
Self-immolation
Gas, matchstick
Gas, matchstick
His skin, it peels like plastic

Bear witness to the oneness of all, uh