Song parody of
Aflame
by Lolly Gaggers
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Grinding teeth I'm stuck again
I've got the same cogs in my head
Gears, bootstraps, spit abound
They're eating shit in plastic gowns
I sink into a pit of lies and all my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
The baron's teeth glitter and gnash
He licks my head so tenderly
My evolution televised
Monkey wrench this death machine
I turn my gaze down from the sky
Come all ye faithless pray for rain
Sipping, stepping, piss my paths
Face to face I don this mask
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
He shakes my hand and takes my gun and
All my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Blaze in glory like the moth
It all goes aflame
Grease the slide to fratricide
It all goes aflame
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
Grinding teeth I'm stuck again
I've got the same cogs in my head
Gears, bootstraps, spit abound
They're eating shit in plastic gowns
I sink into a pit of lies and all my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
The baron's teeth glitter and gnash
He licks my head so tenderly
My evolution televised
Monkey wrench this death machine
I turn my gaze down from the sky
Come all ye faithless pray for rain
Sipping, stepping, piss my paths
Face to face I don this mask
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
He shakes my hand and takes my gun and
All my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Blaze in glory like the moth
It all goes aflame
Grease the slide to fratricide
It all goes aflame
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
