Thought we?d be safe We stayed at hone You came around on Christmas day Percy Weasley (Percy Weasley) You?re a prick (You?re a prick) No one wants you
Burn those bridges to the ground, ground, ground, without a sound we just blew up on to being a ?distant tune? this is our heart this is their truth
I can see it in your eyes The vacant stare, the empty lie I can see it in your smile I give you an inch, you take a mile Politician Model citizen Politician
The old clock is ticking now Marks the space between us Your memory enshrouds my heart For I am held a captive Sometimes my soul desires To take leave
From dust things sprang before, but nothing seems to grow here anymore. Just patient little children waiting for what came before She'd angled the barrel
Death-has come to you Nothing left to do Fire - coming at you from all ways Burned - still alive Screaming silent cries Crawling - out to see your fallen
Translation: Banda Del Sol. The fiery Masks.
Translation: Nasty Day. Incinerate.
Translation: The physicians. Radio Brennt.
Translation: Dunn, Brooks. We'll Burn That Bridge.
Translation: The Forsaken. Incinerate.
Translation: The Glorious Unseen. Burn In Me.
Translation: The Herd. Burn Down The Parliament.
Translation: Infernal (Colombia). The Intense Flame Will Burn Forever.
Translation: James Brendan. The Other Side.