I like it when
The flames slowly burn down the things I love the most
I like it when
The lights and sparks appear
I'm playing with fire

Play
With
Fire

Play
With
Fire

Total madness
When I take my photograph
Stare into the abyss
Burning down what built the past
The ash, the dust
Is how I feel
So can you bury me, bury me?
That's how it ends

Behold the pale horse
Carrying the burned corpse
Into the church of Satan
It was the same force
That made me turn course
And die on the cross of the martyr

Cross of the martyr
Cross of the martyr
Cross of the martyr

Total madness
When I take my photograph
Stare into the abyss
Burning down what built the past
The ash, the dust
Is how I feel
So can you bury me, bury me?
That's how it ends

Can you bury me?
Can you bury me?

Total madness
When I take my photograph
Stare into the abyss
Burning down what built the past

Total madness
When I take my photograph
Stare into the abyss
Burning down what built the past
The ash, the dust
Is how I feel
So can you bury me, bury me?

So can you bury me, bury me?
That's how it ends
So can you bury me, bury me?
That's how it ends