Burn the chair where your
Flicker softly as the flames
Start a fire on the top floor
Burn a trail of the footsteps
And the father at your bedside
Till you sleep, walk lights out softly
Three fires burn cold as her gun
Empty rounds into the flames in unison
Crest of flesh, stitched to meet
Start a fire in the attic room
All the year's heat rising
All is quiet through the house
All is quiet turn the key
Three fires burn cold as a gun
Press to flesh, stitch to meet,
Three thighs burn cold as a gun
Empty rounds into the flames in motion
Press to flesh, stitch to meet,
start a fire in the back room
Burn the chair where your
drones at the white light
Flicker softly as the flames
All is quiet through the house,
All is quiet turn the key,
All is quiet through the house,
All is quiet turn the key,
All is quiet through the house
All is quiet turn the key
All is quiet through the house
All is quiet turn the key
All is quiet through the house
All is quiet turn the key
All is quiet through the house
All is quiet when they keep on the house down