LichLord - Withering Conflagration

BURN BURN BURN
You'll simmer 'till you're dead
You'll simmer 'till you're dead

Oh dear it seems like you're covered in flames
Even when your skin crisps, you won't be saved by the rain
Prescribed a dose of napalm, stuck to the bone
Sticks and stones might break my bones but yours will be in a fiery cyclone
Stratosphere alight, atmosphere in flames
You won't be saved by the presence of rain
You fucked with my life, I'll burn you to the bone
Compressed and chewed, crispy flesh cyclone

Ejected through the afterlife, immolation blight
You're a scumbag on earth so I ended your life

Getting through the cannister I set you alight (BURN)
Letting through the air to feed the fight (BURN)
Turn your fear into physical form (BURN)
Burning alive, your body torn

"Even throughout the history of mankind we've always been fearful of fire For It can create and destroy with ease, it can save and ruin, but it's an element of chaos"

Inferno, Inferno
Conflagration seethes
Spreading out, ejecting light.
For it's victims crawl and weep
Natural disaster, man-made death
Use it on my enemies untill there's nothing left
I am the Incarnate the Angel of Fire
You lost when I judged you, you burning liar

There's no point begging when this came upon you (SUFFER)
You murdered my chances of a normal life (SUFFER)
Twisting it around to benefit you (SUFFER)
I've got my revenge to push you through

It burns within, a spiritual force
It eats away at all with no remorse
An aid to the chaos that we can disturb
Embracing rage to let it emerge
We'll start with your legs, douse them in fuel
We'll pull out the lighter, evermore cruel
Scraping at your skin we'll open you wide.
To let you bleed out and cook you alive.

BURN BURN BURN