Burn Lyrics

Burn lyrics

[G. Rodgers / R. Martinez]



Burn, Satan, burn

Burn, Satan, burn



The separations coming, the sheep from the goats

There are only two sides, no inbetweeners hope



For all our friends that you've got hold

And made them slaves they don't know

For them I will not sin in ceasing to pray

But I'll be glad when your damned, time will not delay



Burn, Satan, burn

Burn, Satan, burn



The separations coming, the sheep from the goats

There are only two sides, no inbetweeners hope



For now we must deal with it as it is unto this day

We wrestle not against flesh and blood, so we'll be glad to say



Burn, Satan, burn

Burn, Satan, burn