Burn
As the hatred grows steeper
The infection embeds deeper
My pusing wounds would heal
If the dirty tongue of the world they wouldn't feel
As the hatred grows steeper
The infection embeds deeper
My pusing wounds would heal
If the dirty tongue of the world they wouldn't feel
Burn you out
You said I tasted like sin
That's because there's demons within my skin
You spit, I swallow
But I lead and you follow
Burn you out
You condemn yourself as your sacrifice my effigy
As entwined around my wrist in bondage use your rosary
I should have foreseen your betrayal and through all your lies
Gifts slandered with deciet and ribboned with decry
Before I draw my last breath
I'm sure I'll earn a violent death
Burn you out
Your heart I violate
Your life I dominate
Your soul I desecrate
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