Luyện nghe bài hát Arsonist Saviur

Growing up a kid Blaine had an infatuation with fire
lighters, matches, whatever he could get
Pyromaniacal son of an architect, working
Pioneering buildings that not burn
Gained praise his colleagues
anytime for a wife and son.

This would Blaine mad
The ill neglect his mom and dad
him to see blood red
The only relief the pain.

up the night sky
Tears inside, pain
Watch the fall, immolate us all
His destructive hate, the whole block down.

And it so good, gotta get away
I get caught
Worst of arson the city ever saw
Policeman arrives so many
All my died!

Incinerating my and everything inside
Paramedics not save their lives
Fire while everyone was sleeping
Heaps of seared flesh, I was I dreaming
I burned my pain

Now that has grown, living on his own
school graduate, valedictorian
Becomes a man, to cleanse his soul.

But the in his mind is still alive, urging him on!

Starting fires again building descend
And lives how I have to pretend
I am a
Hypocrite I am
>From my father I inherited the to invent time-ignited fires
At of my choice
Then I sit back and wait, for the call from 911
Sirens sound, down the hospital and stadium,
Both at the time.

Arriving at the catastrophe, I see around me baked
Many have I taken away.
I work franticly to douse the flames, moving
I to cry, hundreds wounded!

by Dylan Yost, backing vocals by Jae Foetusgrubber]