Lyrics Circle of Manias - The Mire

Circle of Manias

A mannequin posed
She spoke in tongues
So drawn to flame
She loved the burn
And torch to palm
She got what she deserved
Broken daughter
Nature bred what afflicts you
Heaven abandoned you all
And marked by pain
You need the hurt
And torch to palm
You get what you deserve
All the while singing
Flow my tears good stranger
All the while singing flow my tears