Casketgarden - Confess lyrics

Life's running cataclysmic towards the place called end All our failures are the missiles Always ready always ready to send To crush them, to burn them, to doom them, to blame them will tear down our souls We must spoil before we spin Leave the red bu*ton – it's time to begin Our hands are burning continuously but still we touch the fire How much burns? how much torment? How much we need to understand the trial We burnt us. we sold us. we doomed us. to blame them will tear down our souls It's harder then all-I confess all No past, no skin, no religion-I'm the one who burned the kingdom It's our way to purgatory but the worst is yet to…the hell is yet to come