Burning Free -

Your soul I’ve come to reap

This world you’ll never leave

Losing the will to shine

A path of deaths design

This life becomes a ritual

Out of your mind again

Your time is burning free

Out from the void again

No flowers mark your grave

A lost soul now enslaved

This mist you can’t see through

Deaths hand is leading you

This life becomes a ritual

You’re out of your mind again

Your time is burning free

Out from the void again

Life taken upon the wings of age

Skulls laid out in line for all to see

When will it end this tragedy

Blind leading the blind into insanity

See out this life

Burn free your time

See out this life

Burn free your time