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Grave Burn

veil of light, Save me, We commence our battle to seek the purest souls, Burn! As we approach the light the urge for blood is strong, Feelings of burning

Stomach slashed and the rat is resurrected cold blades are yielding the higher infant flesh all is dead and speechless and he screams to burn the bitch

I toss up a coin to ease my last chance now And stare with a smile when your light is gone Yeah, I'm standing at the edge, engrained in red dread, I guess

It was a year ago You didn't want to be my friend You didn't call to let me know You simply walked away and let it end It was a bigger burn Than what

I lost a bit more Won a little mess Said good-bye to low And hello to less I jacked up the car And shot at my guest I rolled it twice And hoped for the

Old light and new colours your picture hangs in the night Is this the right time to set one free and go away In the emptiness behind you I will walk about

in the background Burning your bridges down Greg and Paul saying ah in the background You're spinning your wheels You're looking for thrills You're burning

got a lot to learn chile if you want to burn seeking hearts concerns chile if you want her chile here's your fire, gonna fry her will you let me

told What does the good book tell We're all going to hell Arlen Spector says, "Burn Witch Burn" Oral Roberts says, "Burn Witch Burn" Strom Thurmond says, "Burn Witch Burn