RIPPER.

Fire burning,

beneath the skin.

Bodies faded into the unknown.

The aftermath.

 

It seems to be untrue.

You

Flashing out the wrong words.

Burning the bird´s feathers.

You got to be stuck.

 

Maybe it is only me.

You come and go as you please.

 

On your own,

crumbling on your own.

You are getting blown by the wind.

Where are your friends?

 

I´ve been searching.

Seems that you´ve taken over

Every living thing.

I am late.

 

The ripper, they call you.

Taking time from everybody else.

You entitled the town,

Made it your own.

The ripper, they call you.