Burnt

Sweetly feeling, sickly breathing
Taken, grasped away
Another breath you lost today
Wasted away on useless lines
Tired are you, of your silly little whine

Pulled, torn, twisted inside
Corrupted only by your enclosed mind
Hard to explain what's preying on your mind
Easily accepted by only a few
Regarded important, but not quite as you

Where do they go, why do they know
Coming back with a new vision
Making, shaping the way forward
Making decisions, carried out by the living

Take a trip in the fire
We'll see who's the liar
Flaking skin revealing beneath
As always suspected
The demon within

Burn, burn, burn the demon within
Burn, burn, burn forgiving of sin
Feeling fruitful
Back to the beginning