(Big Calm)
 Skye :
 Locked in a cell for your very last breath
 How can it be that,
 This is your death
 Something is stirring, way underneath
 As people ignite the last burning wreath
 Friction is turning to fire
 Friction is burning much higher
 Men in high places
 Can't understand
 How to end trouble in this broken land
 They have no idea and no feelings for love
 Just send in the dogs and they stand well above
 Friction is turning to fire
 Friction is burning much higher
 Them say me bringing the naughty dread
 Spikey-T :
 So now I fight for me life
 Can't feel me youth and
 Now can't feel me wife
 Me a feature until you leave unpleased because
 Try me call me and beg me for tease
 ???
 ??? make peace
 Don't return to send the light out there
 That's why the friction can't seize, yeah.
 Skye :
 Red is the vision,
 Flames light the street
 Danger in droves as we feel the heat
 All coming together, the time is now ripe
 Think for yourself and forget all the hype !
 Friction is turning to fire
 Friction is burning much higher
 Friction is turning to fire
 Friction is burning much higher
 Turning to fire
 Burning much higher
 Turning to fire
 Burning much higher........