That was a hazy chilly morning at the end of fall They surrounded his asylum, this time he was alone The howl of sirens proclaims their glorious victory
They took his pride, they need his life And what they want, they always get, Got used to daunt. He rots in bed He’s maimed with scars, he thirsts and starves He’s sick and tired of pallid stars being uninspired
It drizzled down on them from the gray sky “It’s gasoline!” And there he is, staggering out of house Fire flows from his eyes He smiled at them, it was his last turn… Burn, motherfuckers, burn!
Burn, Burn, Burn… Burn! What a luck to be alone No need to hide and run You have won, now have some fun
You wanna get me? You wanna reach me? So here I am We’re on a pitch, bitch Start!
Your death will break Her will, her heart Another owns your wife in your big house Dead boyfriend never comes
Scums!
Your kid asks where his dad is. He’s dead now
Wow! You can feel pain too! And even you sometimes die An eye for an eye An eye for an eye
Flaming torches yell and run Burn, burn, one by one Smoking bodies smoking cute Welcome to the barbecue
Brigantia bares her feeding breast Blaze strokes me, devours the rest
Brought to bay, deprived of chances Slain, insane, engaged to vengeance Burn your oppressors down You favorites of the sun
Taking causalities Don’t think about who loses, who wins Keep striking, stand and fight An eye for an eye
And let the whole world be blind And let the whole world be blind