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Friday, May 7, 2010

Burn Down the Moon

I want to pour the gasoline
And strike the match
Strip away the dead machine
As the flames catch

Smoke-filled skies
Brand my eyes

Cleansing fire
Healing heat

Searing smoke
Pain is sweet

Burn down the moon
I wanna burn down the moon

Hungry fire to cauterize
A bleeding mind
Flame reflected in my eyes
To burn is kind

Smoke-filled skies
Brand my eyes

Cleansing fire
Healing heat

Searing smoke
Pain is sweet

Burn down the moon
I wanna burn down the moon

Maybe when there's nothing left
We can build up fom the ash
But now
I want to burn...