Flayed By Frost Songtext / Lyric

None save the fool who dare inquire

Will pay the price

The hours I wasted on you liars

Now smoulder on a funeral pyre

But if like you I cherished vice

I think I know enough of HATE

To pray for your destruction twice.

With fire and ice.



No thanks to Henry Holt & Co.

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