Burnt  -  The  Berzerker

You're  mine,

Were  blatant  with  your  kind,

I  have  paid,  i'm  taken  with  your  face,

I  can  taste  your  flesh,

Can  taste  your  world,

To  feel  the  pain  of  making...

Why  can't  you  breathe?

I've  made  you  writhe,

In  pain,  the  pain  of  making...

Why  just  take  my  life?

Why  not  take  it  all?

I  can  taste  your  flesh,

Can  taste  your  world,

To  feel  the  pain  of  making...

Why  can't  you  breathe?

I've  made  you  writhe,

In  pain,  the  pain  of  making...