The Shining Path    Don't care if I choke....  Sacrifice me for my sins  For my beliefs  Spit at me  Die... with me  When I'm gone  Death will come to you  Death will cry...    The flames went high to lick the skin on her chin  The words she said  For those words she would die  The crowd circles around her  Praising their merciful god  Her screams grew weaker  "Heathen, heathen"  The mass was shouting  The children that once were loving  Now their small hands were full of rocks    They found her bleeding  The dark night came creeping  Was she one of the devil's own kind?    Beyond belief  Beyond the pain  And grief  I lay low  And crawl deep  Choosing the narrow path    Fear your thoughts and let the father judge them  Walk the shining path and guide the weakling along  The crowd circles around her  Praising their merciful god  Their screams grew higher  "Heathen, heathen"  The mass was shouting  Hunt down the profane  And put them to the torch    Burn me on the fire  Call me liar  Shout at me  Cry for me  When I'm gone  Death will come to me  Death will cry...  Burn me on the fire...    these lyrics are submitted by botas