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We Burn

Album cover art for "We Burn" by Xiii & Howard Black

Xiii & Howard Black - Rock, Nu Metal

We Burn

2 Plays

October 13, 2020.

Lyrics

Welcome Welcome to the inner circles where we rest with the snakes All your life you believed all the stories were fake Not so funny for you, but we're having a ball Rip intestines out your ass and fucking holes in your skull Smoke rises from the ground as we return from the dead Breaking into your house to drag you screaming from bed More corpses Torture and blood for the sea With a deafening scream We separate bones and meat We're the wicked evil butchers All demented as fuck And it's three-six-five that we're tearing you up Jagged cuts to the throat Tearing flesh off your face As you pray to be free from this nightmarish place But your god's abandoned you That's the price that you pay For the wrongs that you committed every year and every day It doesn't matter what your poison is Murder or a liar Your only fucking purpose now is fuel for the fires We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils I'm not even here anymore Last night Zeke called my spirit through the Ouija board And now I'm respawned Coming like a bee swarm I got a mouth and I'mma scream 'til everything's torn Locked in a cupboard Writing backwards on a blank wall I see the devil in a field south of Wichita I can't move Don't even twitch at all He's fucking beckoning I'm answering his wicked call Five pistols, three uzis and a chainsaw Knives, missiles, PCP doobies and a buzz ball Leaking out my lame jaw Stomp you like a tame dog Wearing Ron Mexico Scaling your retaining wall An authentic schizophrenic in your backyard Popping anesthetics frenetically till I'm that hard Finger to the spindle Your fireplace kindle's dwindled You heard someone coming in through the window We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils Prepare to die Prepare to die Prepare to die Prepare to die Right - left Side to side Tonight's the night you'll fucking say goodbye Pull it up, pull it down Pull it back and forth Write it down in your autopsy report Pull the insides straight up out the wound So sick it would make Jeffrey Dahmer swoon You can't understand this kind of pain You're out of luck It continues every day We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils We burn Every day we don't play Won't hesitate These cycles of death are now the ending of your fate We burn We get bloody and evil We torture people Leave you laying in the fields Just a corpse for the weevils We burn Burn Burn Burn Burn Burn

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