I crushed the first two tablets of stone They didn't mean anything to me, the third was hewn By an unfazed master, a gun pointed to his head It was translated to Love Is Like A Lion's Tooth Heave earth upon it The Crowley bust is painted with white tears The partisans round up in fear Most of them weep, they laugh on the inside The rest of them of laugh, they weep on the inside Heave earth upon it The cicatrix of the tall man Ousting his devils Sheathe the will And a fire within With burnt-out shadows Into the holocaust He embarks with nothing left But a fire within I came down from the pedestal and crushed the stones They didn't mean anything to me, I pointed my fingers The third stone was ancient, I crushed that one too Rumours say Love Is Like A Lion's Tooth