Cruciform I

I don't wanna set myself on fire just to keep you warm Cruciform, our story is the story of the world Sap in our lashes soaked from the storm Stuck looking for the door Stabbed in the back like the 10 of swords Cruciform, our story is the story of the world It was built to be burned Bullets and tears everywhere we turn But you know what I want I want skin on skin I want hot breath and salt Cause sooner or later it all falls