Burned at the Stake

The fire has caught And I feel it

Torn

I hack away at myself At all the parts

I will dig myself out Of the grave you made me

You know crazy When you hear

Howling in the night Of all the thoughts

Unfortunate people Come around

Drunk on the power He never noticed

The orange of the pumpkin field Can be seen for acres

We alone survived?

Why don't you ever Call me anymore? Have you Forgotten so soon