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