ALBUM REVIEW: Phinehas – The Fire Itself
Desperately searching for a sign of life.
Desperately searching for a sign of life.
You’re the stain that remains on my fingertips.
Burn me at the stake on a lie, Cause my own mind wilts at the thought of being alive/
As we wait the world goes up in flames.
You take my hands, I melt into your water.
All I am is a weapon, I shoot ’em down ’til I end up alone.
Those dirty bombs that you play with.
All my glow is on.
Intoxication, I drink my emotions down.