Murder is a game of love
Carry me through the fields aflame
Another sentence brought to light
To hear your heavenly name
Be the vision in the fire
A beacon in the pouring rain
A reason to face my desire
To be a loner again
Upon my shoulder
A burdon begins
Can I protest too much?
Could I be more innocent?
All I want from you
Don't let me get away
All I want to do
Is see you again
I'm not your friend
Beneath the bottle
I'll never be seen
Become pre-occupied
Betting it all on a scene
All I want from you
Don't let me get away
All I want to do
Is see you again
I'm not your friend
I'm not your friend
Upon my shoulder
A burdon begins
