I cut off my little finger with her silverware.
Sold my...blood to the butcher,
Now her momma stares
At my scars, like tears, float in the reservior.

They chopped Miller's head
And they sawed-off his hands.
Then they sent him off
To the Promised Land.

I've heard some strange melodies
Pulled from the fire & flower.
From the fire and the flame.
From the flame in your whisper.
Whispered to a scream.

(Inaudible redneck inflected talk)

Like fire in a scream.
Like a flame in whisper.
Little baby whisper.

Like the fire and the flame.
Like a whisper to a scream.