| Thurifer.Et Clamor Ad Te Veniat. |
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| Inscense/the scent |
| The smell of my burning flesh |
| I’m sent |
| I am your burning flesh |
| Flames burn bones to cinder |
| I want to see you burn |
| I want your ashes to bury the streets |
| I want to see you burn |
| I want your ashes to fall at my feet |
| One fine day |
| You will feel my warmth |
| You will breathe my smoke |
| I am mounting up to you |
| As prayer |
| For I am the sacrifice |
| I am the carrier |
| And I will wash my face in the flames |
| Risen |
| Now hidden |
| Burn away |
| Cleansing is near |
| I would burn alive for you |
