Apollo Makes Fire - The Plague Lyrics

I'm down with the plague
And this mess that you made
Another bottle to swallow the pills
I'm manic and spinning
But you're so forgiving
Silver tongue slithers
You're standing still

You spit in my face
A devil draped in lace

I'm down with the plague
And the price that I paid
A pound of flesh and
A piece of my soul
I'm the phoenix
I'm the fire when you need it
Burning clean
Burning out of control

You spit in my face
An angel dressed in flames

Love, I can breathe it in
I taste the sin
I taste the sin
And Hate is a comforting embrace
And I will sing its praise
It's beautiful
So beautiful

I see your shadow crawling
And it's everything I despise
An angel made for falling
A wraith with hungry eyes

Shadow
I see your shadow crawling
Everything I despise
Angel
An angel made for falling
A wraith with hungry eyes
Plague