Jason T. Ingram - The Burning Letter Lyrics

Yesterday the postal man came by the house
Delivering a letter for me
If only he knew the madness inside of it
Concealed and sealed professionally
Words of hatred, words of fear
Words of flattery I long to hear
Words of deception and manmade religion
And songs of the blindest seer
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
In my hands
In my hands
And nothing will harm me and nothing shall burn
When I walk through the fire and pass through the flames
I'm immune to my enemy's poisonous tongue
This is my heritage
This is my heritage song
So I stood by the door of the house
And signed for the letter to me
I had no idea of the lies hid inside of it
Written and penned so eloquently
Words on fire words aflame
I will not play that Lucifer game
Words based on ninety-nice percent of the truth
In a dim light they all seem the same
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
In my hands
In my hands
And nothing will harm me and nothing shall burn
When I walk through the fire and pass through the flames
I'm immune to my enemy's poisonous tongue
This is my heritage
This is my heritage song

Yesterday the postal man came by the house
Delivering a letter for me
If only he knew the madness inside of it
Concealed and sealed professionally
Words of hatred, words of fear
Words of flattery I long to hear
Words of deception and manmade religion
And songs of the blindest seer
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
In my hands
In my hands
And nothing will harm me and nothing shall burn
When I walk through the fire and pass through the flames
I'm immune to my enemy's poisonous tongue
This is my heritage
This is my heritage song
So I stood by the door of the house
And signed for the letter to me
I had no idea of the lies hid inside of it
Written and penned so eloquently
Words on fire words aflame
I will not play that Lucifer game
Words based on ninety-nice percent of the truth
In a dim light they all seem the same
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
It's a burning letter
In my hands
In my hands
And nothing will harm me and nothing shall burn
When I walk through the fire and pass through the flames
I'm immune to my enemy's poisonous tongue
This is my heritage
This is my heritage song