Mr. God
Periphery
Well, you can't put fire out with fire
The more you try to stop, it blazes higher
In a single act of dare, you let it spread
Now critical the smoke
Straight to the head
Reality is melting
It drips with the stench of the deceased
Upon the twisted carbon sits
Beneath your molten feet
You stole fire from the Gods
Fire from the Gods (arrogance)
In free, comatose [?]
Now every bit of light around you is blackened (blackened)
It's no wonder you don't know how it happened
Burn out
Burn out, burn out
You can't slow down
(Raze the ground)
Burning out, burn out
You can't slow down
Can you slow it down?
Tremors, shattered being
Demented attack
Suffering of the brain
You're dead already
You're dead already
You're dead when you are [?]
Well, you can't put fire out with fire
The more you try to stop, it blazes higher
In a single act of dare you let it spread
Now critical the smoke
Straight to the head
So burn out, burn out
You can't slow down
(Raze the ground)
Burning out, burn out
You can't slow down
Can you swallow it down?