Genie of Death

Here in my silo so cold
I just await your command
Here in my silo so cold
Fear is my only demand

Here I am,  just a genie of death
How could you do this to me?

Here in my silo so old
I long to spread holy fire
Here in my silo so old
Patiently awaiting desire

Yet you pretend that we're dead.

Here in my silo so old
I long to spread holy fire
Here in my silo so old
Patiently awaiting desire

How could you do this to me?
I am a genie of death