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LIGHT THE WAY: A CHRISTMAS STORY

Living as a prisoner, I am hated
Because I see the world in a different light that you
Under the heel of a jolly old tyrant
Among the bones of my ancestors I will face the truth

The pack surrounds me just like fucking vultures
Across the frozen wasteland I struggle to bear my cross
They are always snarling like jackals on the dead
Wanting a piece of me waiting just to snuff out the pulse

Celebrate the season
And all the children wait for him
I'm waiting to give some
Payback to you motherfuckers

Starving when the fat old bastard came for me
With a hooked whip, candy canes and a chain of rusted steel
He said I'd die if I didn't live for the Claus
I knelt to serve with a purpose, the sole intent to kill

Celebrate the season
And all the children wait for him
I'm waiting to give some
Payback to you motherfuckers

And it's coming for you
GIVING IS THE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS
I have got my own list
AND I'M COMING TO SEE YOU FOR CHRISTMAS

When it snows in Hell
This life so cold
Pure as driven Wormwood
Goddamned and segregated
Even when I bear the burden
I WILL LIGHT THE WAY

broken and bleeding
caustic and seething
Frozen And Needing
Beaten and Seeing
UNLOVED AND PINING
ENCHAINED AND CHOKING

LIGHT

L I G H T

LIGHT

L I G H T

I
WILL
LIGHT
THE
WAY

With a flick of his wrist, a tear 'cross my skin
The pack at my back heckles with jeer at another hit
I surge forward, through ice, a curse in my tongue
Year after year, building interest, bringing joy to little shits

Celebrate the season
And all the children wait for him
I'm waiting to give some
Payback to you motherfuckers

And it's coming for you
GIVING IS THE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS
I have got my own list
AND I'M COMING TO SEE YOU FOR CHRISTMAS

When it snows in Hell
This life so cold
Pure as driven Wormwood
Goddamned and segregated
Even when I bear the burden
I WILL LIGHT THE WAY

LIGHT

L I G H T

LIGHT

L I G H T

I
WILL
LIGHT
THE
WAY