The Wounded - Grace..murder..divive lyrics

I Take it out, take it out, burn me down. Murder my face, and k** my soul, just let me go. And mark my name on this monument of grace. Forget the tears, forget the years, I I I Murder my face, let me go, let me go. Forget the tears, forget the years, I Take me out, get me out, take it out. Murder my thoughts, clean my soul, let it go. Mark my shame on the monument For those who died in flames. I When explosions make them die before our eyes. When children die before our eyes. All their homes, blown away, before their eyes.