In the violence of the morning I'm as wrong as I am free And Saint Cecilia Holds a candle out for me It's an obligated offer But I'll accept it just the same It's better than trying Not to feel anyone else's pain I'm not talking about beauty Don't feel like speaking anymore 'Cause when it finds me I'm ready for war I'm ready for war I'm ready for war Now they're burning down the temples Of some long forgotten grace And Shiva sits With that look upon her face And if you think you're done pretending That you don't feel it anymore And win or lose Say I'm ready for war I'm ready for war The heart screams Is this what you wanted? Blood on your hands To feel something of your own Everybody does It was raining in Savannah And you kept your apron on While we danced slowly To that Van Morrison song Well, you brought me to the vanguard Let me see behind the door And in my fury I said I'm ready for war I'm ready for war I'm ready for war I'm ready for war I'm ready for war I'm ready for war