Devil's Child

Let the flames lick away my wrong

The way water would

Cleanse me the way soap can't

While welcoming an old friend

Pain

Don't worry baby he'll be gone soon

And this would be just a memory

That will over power what I've done...

...What I've done

Hopefully the winds will no longer whisper

Whisper to me

"sinner..sinner..sinner

Dirty piece of brown shit"

Because now I have burned

The way hell would have done...

Were there hell

Don't worry baby the marks will be gone

Washed away with water after flame

Let the coolness creep through my skin

And I completely immerse underneath

Holding my breath as long as I can

Staying under as long as I can

While the broken gets restored

Don't worry baby, things will be better now.