Burn It - Hour of the Wolf

Burning up and its getting hotter.

No place to shade this

Flesh that blisters.

Sweat, I sweat.

salt in my eyes.

Can’t stop

These vultures that are on the rise.

Doormat thoughts lie beneath the

Surface.

Blood runs cold and the bodies dead stiff.

Wilt and dry

Morning glories die.

This venom kills but its gonna take time.

Your life

Was abandoned.

You’re gone.

all is baron.

All colors left your face, all

Memory is erased.

Use sand to quench your thirst and each drink will end

Up choking you.

It rots you from the inside out and you don’t care.

I’d

Rather see you die then live like your in hell.

One of these nights ill

Find your body stiff in bed.

And I will close your eyes to let you

Finally rest.

Leaving home and I’ll never look back.

I’m gonna burn your

Body in that shack