Torches

It’s a cold winter’s night in my soul

Torches light up the sky like foretold

They are coming for me, young and old

‘cause they don’t know, they don’t know

All the choices I've made, led me here

Never knew man was something to fear

Now the witch hunters are drawing near

Cause they don't know, they don't know

That I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me

I am waiting, waiting for these wounds to wipe clean

I have hidden my face far away

‘cause the flesh on my skin is on display

They say healing will come if I pray

But they don’t know, they don’t know

That I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me

I am waiting, I’m waiting for these wounds to wipe clean

I did not chose my disease

Please see the flower in the weeds

I did not chose my disease

Please see the flower in the weeds

I did not chose my disease

Please see the flower in the weeds

I did not chose my disease

Please see the flower in the weeds

‘cause I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me

I am waiting, I’m waiting for these wounds to wipe clean

Oh, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, Oh