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The fire's burning high

So bright it blinds my eyes

Relentless flames crawl up my thigh

You can pray to the lord above

As the flames grow higher

You can grab a crucifix

But I don't fear the funeral pyre

Because I burn, I burn for you

Bum for you

Because I burn, I burn for you

It's a wicked cross to bear

Mordant fumes fill my lungs

Ministers speak in tongues

My work on earth has just begun

You can send a preacher

A true religious man

All the bibles in the world

Won't make him understand

Because I burn, I burn for you

Burn for you

You know I burn, I burn for you

It's a wicked cross to bear

You can pray to the lord above

As the flames grow higher

You can grab a crucifix

But I don't fear the funeral pyre

Because I burn, I burn for you

Burn for you

Because I burn, I burn for you

It's a wicked cross to bear

You know I burn, I burn for you

Burn for you

Oh yes I burn, I burn for you

It's a wicked cross to bear