| The fire still burns in me
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| At times it is all I can see
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| Suffocates by mildest touch
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| Kills when it must
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| March fire walk with me, destroy the enemy
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| The growing hate it glows in me, fire walks with me
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| Victims either burnt to death or suffocated
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| It doesn’t matter much to me, they are so hated
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| Still it glows in me
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| Hatred grows in me
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| Hate grows stronger and stronger I feel it boils inside
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| Must unleash my anger upon them, fire comes alive
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| Bash them pound them strike them down, won’t stop until they’re gone
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| Beat the bastards over and over blood must hit the ground
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| Still it glows in me
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| Hatred grows in me
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| The fire still burns in me
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| At times it is all I can see
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| Suffocates by mildest touch
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| Kills when it must
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| March fire walk with me, destroy the enemy
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| The growing hate it glows in me, fire walks with me
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| Victims either burnt to death or suffocated
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| It doesn’t matter much to me, they are so hated
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| Still it glows in me
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| Hatred grows in me
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| Still it glows in me
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| Hatred grows in me |