Born to Burn - Head Wound City

We feast on the fruit born of rotten seed

When withered the vine on each other we’ll feed

Born to burn

Oh, heathen heat!

Bray!

Hiss!

And all in between

The rat to the cat

The cat to the snake

The snake to the ape

The ape to the king

Set afire to heaven, baby

Nature is so cruel

If the world was born to burn

Then we will rule the ruins

Burn!

Burn!

Set afire to heaven, baby

We will take our turn

Hear the church bells curse your name

We were born to burn

Burn!

Burn!

Set afire to heaven, baby

We were born to burn