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Texty: Slipknot. Child Of Burning Time.

My only consolation is a lie
The apex of my consequence is dying here tonight
Winter hasn't ended and it always looks like rain
I can't remember anything

Inside the absolution, we succumb
And appetites are bittersweet I think I'm going numb
A chance to give up Avarice has marked my one regret
The child of burning time is gone
he hasn't come back yet

Before I tell my story please consider who I am
I missed my window years ago, I'm doing all I can
A tragedy is commonplace but in the end they go away
my skin is still the only stain I'm left to wear in shame

I cut my name into my heart, still I tear it all apart
I beg you burn me away, I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved
Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today


I burn away...

My isolation is my course
The effect it has on life itself is a cancer on its source
I rue the moments spent between the fetish and the flame
Until this war is over I won't ever lose my rage

I cut my name into my soul, I guess I'll never know
I beg you... burn me away...
I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved
Burn me away
I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today

Burn me away, I wont become your hero just to fight the life I saved
Burn me away, I wont give up tommorow just to lose it all, lose it all today