I came out in a shroud
Bathed in all the waste I’d seen
And the rain rang loud
With that old familiar sting
The poison runs, the flame and the wick
My heart burns in it
The colors run, the sound of sick
And we drown in it
Keep my head above the ground
Heaven knows I’m buried now
Holy war came and gone
Now they say it won’t be long
The poison runs, the flame and the wick
My heart burns in it
The colors run, the sound of sick
And we drown in it
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