Burn Down the Choir With Whore’s Fire & Devil’s Ire (Striking These Chords) Songtext
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BURN DOWN THE CHOIR WITH WHORE′S FIRE AND DEVIL'S IRE (Aka Striking These Chords)

Don′t be alarmed, there's no choice as to when it's your time
Instead of acting kind, show your teeth and I will show you mine
It′s not about the rope you climb as much as it′s about the height
And what you neglect will eventually bind

I swear it's lost – the light we were given
Six feet, dig it deep, bury me now
Well, I shouldn′t talk of the torch or its burning
I was one of the mouths blowing it out

Now forced to choose between who you will and will not side
Taken for a ride even though I'm on the driver′s side
Dismantled what was mine to start
Embrace remains to start with new art
So I'll take these crumbs to feast upon new ones


I haven′t got the apology you've given
Knowing me and knowing you, you'll never live it down
The blood-thirsty stop, but only when they′re chewing
Quenching their thirst from the veins I guard
I swear I′m not forcing my dominion
Glowing with irony, let it be found
I can smell the rot, still miles from the ruin

I find a recovery through words that I sing
I'm striking these chords(cords) so you can feel it

We′ve gotta have what we've gained a taste for
And what we see that′s lying around
We're far too high to help each other down
We′ve got it back; desire to declare war
So why are we still standing around?
We've got nothing to be fighting about
But that hasn't stopped us before