Soak all your prejudices in oil —
I would consider it a favor.
Bring and sing to me your darkest thoughts,
For my whole body is a blazing emerald wick
I am a pure flame
Who needs and loves to burn your trash.
Soak all your prejudices in oil —
I would consider it a favor.
Bring and sing to me your darkest thoughts,
For my whole body is a blazing emerald wick
I am a pure flame
Who needs and loves to burn your trash.