Jonathan Thulin Torches Lyrics

It’s a cold winter’s night in my soul,
Torches light up the sky like foretold.
They are coming for me, young and old,
‘cause they don’t know, they don’t know.

All the choices I’ve made led me here,
Never knew man was something to fear.
Now the witch hunters are drawing near,
‘cause they don’t know, they don’t know.

That I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me.
I am waiting, waiting for these wounds to wipe clean.

I have hidden my face far away,
‘cause the flesh on my skin is on display.
They say healing will come if I pray,
But they don’t know, they don’t know. That I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me.
I am waiting, I’m waiting for these wounds to wipe
clean.

I did not choose my disease,
Please see the flower in the weeds.
I did not choose my disease,
Please see the flower in the weeds.
I did not choose my disease,
Please see the flower in the weeds.
I did not choose my disease,
Please see the flower in the weeds.

‘cause I’m waiting, waiting for someone to see me.
I am waiting, I’m waiting for these wounds to wipe
clean.

I’m just waiting, oh.

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