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Damned by your people

Believing in absolutely nothing

Except yourself as an entity

Hunted by your peers and trapped

Juged and beated all around the place

And suspected of coping with the mad one

They can't understand your ideas

And for that you will burn

All the pain I'm having

All the fear, I'm insane

A tale, misery, of innocence

Upon the dreams

And I'm looking

You'll be there, you're insane

Strapped on a wooden table

Tightly, ropes burn my flesh

Seven of them are around me and stare

Slashing my skin with sharped blades

Screaming my lungs out

They're laughing as the pain goes

Slashing my skin with sharped blades

Screaming my lungs out

They're laughing as the pain goes

Naked, strapped on a pole

People starred at the guilty

Twigs and logs at my feet

Celebration for the masses

About to burn

My last word goes for the people I hate

They're smiling at me as I consume!

Naked, strapped on a pole

And burning

All around my cell

Believe into nothing

And I'll burn

My last word goes for the people I hate

They're smiling at me as I consume!