I can hear the sound you keep inside,
Oh! How it’s shaking.
The drowning force, that scorching heat,
Oh! How it hates me.
But I am just a lie.
You can’t kill me,
But, of course, you will try.
You are wildfire and we’ve all run dry.
Slow down! Slow down!
Or this world will take you out…
I hear the noise that became your sound inside.
Oh! How it steals me,
So, I am your disguise.
Now you can hate me.
The Death Drive’s on high.
I feel you break me
With fists made of iron.
I feel your desire,
Your submission to the act of your violence.
I feel your hunger, your rage.
The peace at my end,
Once I am flooded and flayed.
Oh! How you hate me
But I am just a lie.
You can’t kill me
But, of course, you will try.
You are wildfire and we’ve all run dry.
Slow down! Slow down!
Or this world will take you out.
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