Black as Jet

Black as Jet - Alexisonfire

Those who would take the lives of men

Set fire to the staves as the master spoke through them

Born of wax

Cast in clay

A horrible likeness that bares your name

Rip the eyes out throw them away

Scatter the ashes conjured by his slaves

As mind and body drift further apart

The candle burns down and stops your heart

Black as jet

Black as jet

Black as jet

Black as jet

Old as thunder in hundred of shapes

Eagerly suffering in his name

Carnal violence by candle mass

The days move slow and the nights won't pass

Lose the left hand dig up the grave

Succumb to the siren who lives in the flame

Soiled suspicion the towns on the take

She will meet her fate at the stake

Black as jet

Black as jet

Black as jet

Black as jet