Take up the torch

Tonight will change our lives,
He's gunna burn this city,
And send our souls,
Down to the depths of hell,
It will send us down,
He's gunna tear up the town,
He's gunna rape and pillage,
Up and down this village,
Even if nobody's home.

Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

Cheap wine,
And cheaper women,
Man I could live like this forever,
Cheap wine,
And cheaper women,
Yes I could live this life.

Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

You run and hide,
You run and hide,
So scared and scarred,
So scared and scarred.
Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

The drunken haze is wearing off,
You can smell the booze,
It's in his head,
You can smell the booze,
It's in his breathe,
Run don't hide,
Or else your dead.

Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

He'll bury your body without a head,
He'll sever the flesh,
And savour the death.

Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

Your name's in vain,
Innocence is violated,
And should he get a grip around your throat,
You better get down,
Down on your knees,
And beg for fucking mercy.

Take up the torch,
Cast it through their window,
Kick in the doors,
Treat the women like whores,
And it's not even noon yet.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010