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