| Out of the furnace and into the fire
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| It’s a cruel game of death and desire
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| You can say his name and preach to the choir
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| When your days end it’s a one way smile
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| I’m heading down
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| I’m wrapped in fire sails
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| I’m coming down
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| To be back with all my friends
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| Feel the heat I’m satisfied
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| There’s no defeat in death by design
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| Feel the heat and testify
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| Feed the fire in death by design
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| Out of the furnace and into the streets
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| It’s a cruel game with the days on repeat
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| You can play the game or set it all alight
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| Match the scars from your birth with a one way smile
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| I’m heading down
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| I’m blessed in my betrayals
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| I’m coming down
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| Yeah to be back with all my friends
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| Feel that heat I’m satisfied
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| There’s no defeat in death by design
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| Feel the heat and testify
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| Feed the fire in death by design
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| I’m going down in a blaze of light
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| Unlike them I never said no to life
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| I’m going down
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| Oh into the furnace
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| Oh where I’m sanctified
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| So feel that heat I’m satisfied
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| There’s no defeat in death by design
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| Feel the heat and testify
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| We feed the fire in death by design
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| Oh I’m going down I’m going down
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| I’m going down, down
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| I’m going down I’m going down
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| I’m going down |