Songtexte Burn - Fyrce Muons

Our heroes bid their loves farewell, each of them believing the other will be left behind and alone
Our villain sees all from a secret camera and comments to his henchmen
Our hero then enters the master control room to alter the programming of the virus

Thou hast fallen to dust

Life is a burn
And gold isn't cinnamon
Fates have to turn
The old is the new again
Life is a burn
The end is a synonym
Be fate as it were
In holding our hope again

My fallen peace
My fallen rain

Thou hast fallen to dust
Cleave only to your blood

You say you sacrifice
But they are just lies
And not a single one was heard by any of the others
You have been silent about your blood
And now they think it theirs
Cold as ice your deceit and no different than I am
But that you seek your own destruction

Your life is a burn
Holding down in your synonym
A perilous turn
This action of empathy
To saints that we bow
Your greedy intolerance
Your life is a burn
And mine is the paradise

My fallen dreams

Be gone and now
You cannot be here
Globes of eyes can punish all our dreams

You will not be alone to do this deed
To crush the weight upon your soul
To enter into pit of snakes

Again be off my love
This license is mine
And only I can serve this cup to satisfy our need
To sanctify our anger
To give to the blind the very thing they cannot seek
They grip you with the frantic call of dread
This need they have to never see their pitiful end

So now my father this be your song
Play it for your lords
Go with them to empty fields where demons till the land

Great cause this white scream of death
And lose it all, your will to be
Shackles of eternity wait for you
For the pestilence that you now cast, a purgatory of no release
The devil's bell will ring for you
As sure the blood that's shared is due