The fire's burning high
So bright it blinds my eyes
Relentless flames crawl up my thigh

You can pray to the lord above
As the flames grow higher
You can grab a crucifix
But I don't fear the funeral pyre

Because I burn, I burn for you
Bum for you
Because I burn, I burn for you
It's a wicked cross to bear

Mordant fumes fill my lungs
Ministers speak in tongues
My work on earth has just begun

You can send a preacher
A true religious man
All the bibles in the world
Won't make him understand

Because I burn, I burn for you
Burn for you
You know I burn, I burn for you
It's a wicked cross to bear

You can pray to the lord above
As the flames grow higher
You can grab a crucifix
But I don't fear the funeral pyre

Because I burn, I burn for you
Burn for you
Because I burn, I burn for you
It's a wicked cross to bear

You know I burn, I burn for you
Burn for you
Oh, yes I burn, I burn for you
It's a wicked cross to bear