Burn the Asylum Down - Burrage 2010

Cremated souls
From the asylum stroll
Mischief on their minds
Bodies burnt
With lessons learned
Still hidden from the blind

Padded rooms
That once were tombs
For the twisted and the broken
Have been turned to dust
By furies lust
Bedlams gates are open

(ch)
Burn the asylum down boys
Burn the asylum down down
Lunacy is on the wing madness comes to town
Burn the asylum down boys
Burn the asylum down down
Fill yourselves with whiskey boys inhibition drowns
It drowns .........Let the bastard drown

The eye see's pain
A tongue to blame
Others for our failings
It's just the lost
who pay the cost
The flesh to feed our cravings

All locks are gone
A demons song
Is heard above the city
A time to hide
Or suicide
The devil has no pity

Tales of old
And hero's bold
Battling with time
Deadly sins
Where evil wins
Cut down in their prime

This is no joke
Inside the smoke
Ruptured lungs still calling
Shattered bones
Amongst the stones
Screaming out their warning

Casia-Promotion (and whips)
Andy Gupta-Bass, Music for Mid
Billy Playle-Electric Guitars
Jay Schankman- Keyboards
Ian Burrage- Vox, Drums, Production, Music, Lyrics

Track 8 from our Stonehinged album