The Burning of Atlanta - Whiplash

The craving to ignite, reflects a glowing light

The fire in his eyes is ibearing no disguise

Armed with an evil grin, that sparks the flame within

The pyromaniac will burn this town, ignoring all costs

Atlanta is burning down

Atlanta is burning down

Atlanta is burning down

Atlanta is burning down

Thousands will die

And there’s no telling why

In his psychotic mind, his twisted thoughts unmind

No motive to this deed, he’s of an evil breed

A killer to his grave, now who could ever save

The striker meets the match, the flames begin to catch

And he’s gone

The culprit of the crime will not escape this time

Cause what he left behind, would be the proof they’d find

A tank of gasoline was proof… The guillotine