The Arsonist

You picked this hill to take me to war

And this is where you will die

You're outgunned and outnumbered

And there's plenty more room in hell

I've got a sickle and a pale horse to ride

You want a monster, and now I've arrived

Better nail down the hand that feeds you

Before it becomes a fist

You can only stare up at me

I'll be looking down on you forever

Every time you open your mouth

We can see how ugly you are inside

Every time you open your mouth

We can see how ugly you are inside

I'm the poison you can never taste

I'm the poison you can never taste

I'm the poison you can never taste

I'm the poison you can never taste

You can only stare up at me

I'll be looking down on you forever

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

The ones who hate you always find each other

The ones who hate you always find each other

The ones who hate you always find each other

The ones who hate you always find each other

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

When I rise, you're gonna learn

There's a lot more bridges for me to burn

I'm the poison you can never taste

I'm the poison you can never taste