Let's burn it down boys




Darkness is gathering, old fast don't
move too soon- The sinister glow, eyes red through the window,
there's a killer inside, you better get out.

Strike a match, burn it down, another
casualty that wont be found

Strike a match, stand aside, the sky
turns black tonight he dies,

Cant wash my hands of this crime of
passion I cant resist,

Can I wash my hands of this crime of
passion..

That sulfur smell inching towards my
hand, I can taste the beginning of a bitter sweet end

From my fingers drops to the ground,
the flame to ignite the hatred, and burn it all down

Come on fire it up, burn it down-