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 that would not burn
Gained praise his colleagues
Never for a wife and son.

This would make mad
The ill from his mom and dad
him to see blood red
The relief from the pain.

Ignite up the sky
inside, pain subsides
Watch the fall, immolate us all
His hate, burnt the whole block down.

And it so good, gotta get away
Before I get
Worst case of arson the ever saw
Policeman arrives so casualties
All my died!

Incinerating my house and inside
Paramedics could not save their
struck while everyone was sleeping
Heaps of seared flesh, I was I dreaming
I burned my pain

Now Blaine has grown, living on his own
High graduate, valedictorian
a fire man, to cleanse his soul.

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

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

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

[violin by Yost, backing vocals by Jae Foetusgrubber]