Dying Design

Light the match watch me burn
To the flame I will return
One more time going to burn

The warning thunder calls my name
Another trip to the grave
It's now my moment my finest hour
This is my dying design

Light the flame
Sin will burn
To the grave
We will return

Light the match
Watch me burn
To the grave
I will return

Warning thunder calls my name
1,000 burned here before
We are the wicked godless whores
We’re born of curse and desire

Light the flame sin will burn
To the grave we will return

I hear them come for me
So bring your light

At night, upon the pyre
You all look just like me
So full of sin and holy cause
It’s all the same to me

I hear you’re going to burn
So burn down bright

The ash will rise up
The napalm rains
The fire restores you
To rage