I hear you’re alive, how disappointing
I’ve also survived, no thanks to you
Did I not bring you some glee
Mr. Oh-Look-At-Me
Now I’ll burn all the memories of you
All those lonely miles that you ride
Now you walk with no one by your side
Did you ever even care
With your swords and your stupid hair, now watch me laugh
As I burn all the memories of you
Ladies and gentlemen
You have been the most beautiful audience!
What for do you yearn?
It’s the point of no return
After everything we did, we saw
You turned your back on me
What for do you yearn?
Watch that Butcher burn!
At the end of my days when I’m through
No word that I’ve written
Will ring quite as true
As burn
Burn, Butcher, burn!
Burn, Butcher, burn!
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Watch me burn all the memories of you