Pull Me From This

Pull me from this yearling growing grand,
Throw me into burning golden sand,
Watch the wax harden from my glowing candle stand,
This is how it was meant to be,
I'll never be, Safe from Me,

Watch me dying how do I look now?
See me crying and fighting somehow,
This is how it was meant to be,

Pull me right from my heart,
Where did all this start?
This is how it has come to be,

Watch me dying how do I look?
See me crying, know what you took,
Open my chest just like our book,
It's empty now.