Septembers coming let the fire burn it all out
I force my demons in the shade and I am stumbling round
Forced figures in the shadow and their growing in vain
Look for the answer
You forced an anger in me
Flames burn and I cannot see
The way
To go
Where is
My home
Septembers coming let the fire burn it all out
I force my demons in the shade and I am stumbling round
There's forced figures and the shadows they are growing in vain
Ask for the answer
Let the fire burn into me
All the flames will let you see
Let the fire burn into me
Let it f*cking burn into
Me
No
Fall into a pit of despair as I wipe my hands
Of the blood that's been spilled all over the holy ground
Cannot control never a soul owned by god I'm dammed
To never seek for god I'm weak I am not your plan
Move
Your not real
Your not real
I will not f*cking yield