One day I will throw myself to the flames
And burn all evidence of myself from this town
A fine end to my life here, I believe
Here you all spit billets and hate those unlike you
I lack this skill and am therefore hated
Those who cared for me built this bonfire
Those I loved keep pushing me to the flame
But I don’t burn easily
So I’ll burn the part of myself you love
The part some hated, funny how it’s all the same
Maybe I’ll raise from this, like a myth
More likely you will never know
My final revenge is to escape
From the town that raised me
And those who threw me to the fire
I’m not sure what to call this