Burn Me

Look to the news of their deaths, In front of unrelenting bodies

A world on fire, I'm left here to stay, let my ashes fall and settle to dust

Scalding fragments, recollections once seared into my eyes

The glow on my face are words of your death

Impart to me, your faith of blistered flesh

Burn Me, to feel nothing at all

Heal Me, they beg and plead to burn me

Memory, tortured souls that cry my name

Burn Me, to feel nothing at all

Stand at the deaf choir, watch her eyes fall to rest at the thigh all blue and scared

A statue of poison, I'm drunk on the fire that awaits

My fingers brush over the wounds, I feel dejection finally leaving you

Driven to despair by faded memories, a final sight of pessimistic terror

Burn Me, to feel nothing at all

Heal Me, they beg and plead to burn me

Memory, tortured souls that cry my name

Burn Me, to feel nothing at all

The chair awaits, a burning skull, the mercy seat, to bring the flame

Ever denied of a righteous urge, will I ever see her face again

Now I can see you for what you are, it takes away any doubt in my mind

As the flesh falls away to charred remains of my own design