| The Chemistry Of Ashes | ||||||
| Filled with sorrow Filled with darkness Blinded by smoke Wrapped up in razor wire Cutting off the air supply I can't breathe now I cannot breathe Reduced to nothing by your haze Tell them anything to get away Corrosive and flamable I hope you have your match So your gonna light me on fire? Burn him burn him Shouts and screams from the crowd I guess it is just bad chemistry You spit and curse me I suppose I deserve to die The fire consumes me I start to bleed and crack No body left Only a pile remains Ashes blow away in the wind I am truly free |
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| � D. R. Vecchione | ||||||