Dec 14, 2004 21:10
light the match
and watch her burn, burn, burn
kill the pain
by letting her burn, burn, burn
cremate the body and the sould is free
floating, flying
wandering away from the grim abyss
of the mortal world
wander away to the land of dreams
where buttercups sing
and tears are of joy
leave this dysmal place
where love is pain
and life is prison
freedom of the afterlife
the world of immortality
the great beyond where all is peace
bring your torch
and make her burn, burn, burn
tye her up
so she can burn, burn, burn
burn the witch
the girl left out
the outcast of the village
let her burn and let her rest
peace will come to those set aflame
for when body turns to ash
the purity of the soul
escapes in the form of smoke
and floats high above
where the sky is blue
and clouds are soft
where love is eternal
and life is free
cremate the body and the soul is free....