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
    Spikey-T :
  Them say me bringing the naughty dread
  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
    Spikey-T : Fire brought to my babylon
  Skye : Turning to fire
  Spikey-T : Fire burning near my babylon, know how
  Skye : Burning much higher
  Spikey-T : I'll tell you fire burning the babylon
  Skye : Turning to fire
  Spikey-T : Fire burning down the babylon, know how
  Skye : Burning much higher