From the recording Saturnalia of the Accursed
Originally from the 2012 "A Dream Not Quite Remembered" e.p. Now out of Print.
Argyle Goolsby: Guitar, Bass and Vocals.
Chris a White: Drums.
Lyrics
PYROMANTIC EYES
I can see the fires burning bright.
Orange tongues caress the pitch of night.
When that anger comes over me you'd better fall down and pray.
Little sister has a charring hand.
So young she can't understand.
Blackened babies and melted skin
Why can't I be a normal girl?
Tell me why can't I be like you?
Why can't I be a normal girl?
Tell me why must I look at you through
pyromantic eyes?
Tell me why can't I be like you?
Why can't I be a normal girl?
I try to touch you, but I melt your skin.
Can't win. I know I'm never going to be a normal girl.
God brought me into this world.
The devil made me his gifted girl.
I tried to fight him, but you pushed me right into his unforgiving arms.
A child's gift that will never grow.
An innocence she will never know.
I needed love, you denied your blood.
So now I burn a gift for you.
Fire starter unloved daughter
Burned you with water
Fire starter unloved daughter
You're just a child.