Lyrics Immolation - Camphor

Immolation

Have you ever witnessed such a sight?
A curious condition
This ain’t no good, this isn’t right
Wooden matches in a silver tin
And the faint smell of bourbon
This house won’t stand the night
Strike one full of anger
Strike one full of grief
Strike one 'til the embers burn beneath your feet
No lamb shall be sacrificed
You won’t evade damnation
No God would sanctify
It’s a tangle that will not unwind
There are no fire exits
When will you see the light?
Fire!
Fire!