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The Burned

Light up, light up
My sweet little child
Burn up, burn up
Into the fire
Go down, go down
Into the ashes
Rise up, rise up
As a creature that slashes
Chase them, chase them
Grab them all
They run, they run
Don't forget to smile
Bring them, bring them
To the cliff
Their bodies, their bodies
They look so stiff
Throw them, throw them
In the pit
I burn them, burn them
With their blood and spit
Their souls, their souls
They rise with smoke
I take them, take them
I steal their souls
I go, i go
Into the butcher's cabin
I lay there
On the bed
Waiting.
Unmoving.
silent.