Interpret:

AFI

Album:

Shut Your Mouth And Open Your Eyes

It burns! It burns! 
It burns my eyes and throat, 
but I need no antidote. 
Gnawing and tearing at my insides - seething, 
keeping me alive - hatred poisons me through and through - 
a sustenance - keeping me true. 
It's not too late. 
It's never gonna be too late. 
Embrace your hate. 
The pain! The pain it crushes me. 
I gain animosity. 
Acid sweat and bloody tears, 
through it all I persevere. 
Some sedate through indifference 
but I withheld zero tolerance.