Sixteen, Oh holy day   Your time has come and passed   The rapture we’ve been waiting for   Has come to us at last   Sixteen for every fake   Sixteen to every whore   Wipe that dirt from off your face   Sixteen is at your door      Oh, voiceless, wasted   You soaked your heart in gasoline   Now light it up and burn      The same cycle ever-turning you is calling   It’s calling   The scene is begging for a grave tonight   It always, it always will      You take the name of love divine   And drag it through your blood   Now turn to face what you have made   And mourn what you have done      Oh, voiceless, wasted   You soaked your heart in gasoline   Now light it up and burn   Voiceless, wasted   I came this far to drag you down   And watch you take your turn      The same cycle ever-turning you is calling   It’s calling   The scene is begging for a grave tonight   It always, it always will      Farewell to false pretension   Farewell to hollow words   Farewell to fake affection   Farewell, tomorrow burns      The same cycle ever-turning you is calling   It’s calling   The scene is begging for a grave tonight   It always, it always will