I'm bleeding from my head Gulping a glass of lead Ten thousand men strong Can't differ right or wrong I'm spinning like a hurricane I think I'm going insane Heart beating in Morse code Bomb's about to explode Just burn, burn, burn them down Is that a dead man in my bed? Is that raw meat in my bread? I'm seeing in different color As the room is getting smaller Oh they're laughing at my suffering I'm strangled by these strings Just burn, burn, burn them down