Ten

Raise Bellhollow’s flag
I feel the night creeping up
Tonight is the perfect night
There couldn’t be a better one
Powder up my skin
Make me admirable
Spark the match to begin
Drain out the methanol
Raise Bellhollow’s flag
Your structure is overlooked
The crowds, they fill up your stomach but you don’t know what they took
Dress me out of ruth
Make me lovely
I’ll give my match to you
We’ll burn here happily
Burn, Burn, Burn, Burn
Raise Bellhollow’s flag
I feel our time is up
Be my only grave
Send me into the swarm
Cleanse myself of filth
Make me excellent
Let the inferno swell
Tonight I am definite
Burn, Burn, Burn, Burn