Woorden:
Furnace

the floor These I must hide Pounding the teeth, comminute bones They never will know Chop up the corpse, concealing my crime They never will find Evidence in the furnace

has no control of me Blast blast blast blast blast furnace Blast blast blast blast blast furnace Blast blast blast blast blast furnace Blast blast blast blast blast furnace

All night, all I hear, all I hear's your heart How come, how come I twisted you over and under to take you The coals went so wild as they swallowed the

Tenderly, tenderly Please take my breath from me Into the fountains And up from the graves Tearfully, joyfully Burn what is left of me I don't want these

Well it's hot in the yard And it's cool in the bed And I whip the blankets into cotton thread And I'll tear all the carpet up over my head 'Til my feet

Voices that did comfort me are furthest from my sanity And come from places I have never seen Even in my darkest recollection There was singin' my life

So many people live in my town And mind to my business but none of their own They're all so happy now that I've done wrong I'm surprised they don't come

I wanna tell you about my hometown It's a dusty old jewel in the South Puget Sound Well, the factories churn and the timbers all cut down And life goes

Trapped in the furnace, sacrificial to the beast Temperature's increased, searing my skin I start to realize I'm the last of my kin Acrid devastation in the furnace