The fire comes down and it opens my lungs up

To the sky that never wanted to be free

But the clouds run over my bloodstream

Straight through my heart

And out throught my eyes and I can see

That my toungue speaks the curse that makes me unclean

But if this is prison, I don't want to be free

Grace your mouth over my skin and bring me down 'till I can breathe

A dark horse faith beautifully envelops me.

If I'm a beast, a burden

Take me to my grave so I can see

The funeral of my humanity and pass over me.

I'll bathe in my own blood so you can pass over me.

You are the wolves

I am the prey

But I can play your game.