Witching hour

I can see the way you look at me
You can’t see beyond the veil
I can tell the way you run from me
I’m not your perfect fairy tale

Watch me burn
Can you feel me?
Watch as I turn
What do you see?

And I am
Conflicted by your hurt
So let me share your pain
Convicted for my church
I was born in flames
Addicted to my fate
Watch as I devour
Convicted for my faith
This is the witching hour
This is the witching hour

Don’t you see the way I look at you
I can see behind your eyes?
And can’t you tell the way I reach for you
I wear my halo in disguise

I watch you burn
I can feel you
I watch as you turn
What did you do

And I am
Conflicted by your hurt
So let me share your pain
Convicted for my church
I was born in flames
Addicted to my fate
Watch as I devour
Convicted for my faith
This is the witching hour
This is the witching hour

You must burn for what you have done
You must burn for what you have done
You must burn for what you’ve become
You must burn

Conflicted by your hurt
So let me share your pain
Convicted for my church
I was born in flames
Addicted to my fate
Watch as I devour
Convicted for my faith
This is the witching hour
This is the witching hour