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Fire Fire Captured by the spell of hell And while it rhymes so well There's nobody I can tell Who likes burning in the fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
(Oh, oh) I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone Oh no I don't need to be loved by you (By you) Fire in my lungs, can't bite The devil on my tongue,
by a jackal, raised a bad seed You better look around Before you hit the ground Give me no quarrel, life's all crime Like a devil on a deadline
Oh, the fire, the fire Oh, the fire, the fire There's something in your heart And it's in your eyes It's the fire Inside you Let it burn You
the fire Burning 'till its inside your brain Can you feel the fire Burning like a naked flame Take your time One by one Everybody get burn, Take
oars and flowing purple sails I long for Alexandria The land of fairytales I walk to the bedroom and turn off all the lights I'm hiding from sorrow
of oars. Someone blind is begging, somebody is singing hymns. The stone of silliness is rather cheep. Everybody has it wearing zealously by the body. People
you need to start again You gotta make wings out of your oars And push your ship to unknown shores We were born to pursue virtue and knowledge But we
Well I tried to cross that river, but the water just went up It's gettin' harder for a man these days to keep himself afloat When I was young down by
the choice poorly made The man whom they bore lived by sail and by oar The largest we had ever seen He endured the temptation Faced the lashing with pride
stop A pile of bodies I stand on Our swords will be warmed by the blood of the foe Our armor will wear the fear they show And so we ride We sail
the moment But harder to live by when your life seems frozen In the blink of an eye, you can slip back to where you were Even if you were on top, you can hit
as these cinders fall into the abyss When the sun goes down On the Westman shores All these boats will burn With these wicken oars When the sun goes down
to apologize for dragging you all along on this raft down this river without an oar to paddle on Wasn't i right though? the air is so crisp and light oh oh come
of progress Land and riches grew A country built with blood sweat and tears By forbears for me and you They planted the seeds of our land To reap and make
they slept A tale I hate to tell But it must be heard I’ve always preferred The song of the bird The waves brought to the shore A single oar
with the waves) Jehifalhi bindhifaa (The Oar has broken) Oevarun giri dhalhain nikumefa (Coming out through the shimmer of the currents) Dhondheeni
Growing pains licking at my bones Don't let the soul escape My psyche seeking solace in uncommon ways Taking steps like a rosary bead Each by each Another
kept looking all around Since you left from Camden Town By the brimstone A bed of crimson A single lonely oar Why did you leave us all With empty hands
There is a rock in a far-off land That will not be touched by unwashed hands It's good enough for me to fly and wander But I can't sleep during
Sunrise by the river On a cold November day I saw a paper bag floating by That was my papa I saw a violet in the grass That was my mama And looking down ha
Movement... I'm asleep in a fog That nothing can cut through The constant of time standing ever still Waters pristine, oar rippling stars An endless
that's all right with me Cause we could make love by the light of the stars And even though I broke the oars we'll eventually get to shore some way But
Up on a creek, nothing to oar Give it a whirl, down for the count Breaking a leg, is just what I need Necessity? Legitimate? Drawing the line?
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