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 Ten of Swords
Cruciform, our story is the story of the world
Cause 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