grow the flame the arson the blame fire dead of night ignite brush and leaves blackened glowing tomb burning right down in front of me lie in your burning grave with smoke filling up your lungs crawl on your hands and knees til you see that there is no way out burning flesh drips off the bone blackened lungs fills with smoke trapped inside walls of fire scorching prayers laid to rest fire walls glow within i could not let you win slow – your end black - listed