Fame and money didn't come to me
and I'm afraid I don't care either
Only the scorching flame stolen from the sun
makes me feel dead my soul
REFRÃÈN:
There is fire, everything burns
My blood boils because it is so beautiful
My secret is fire , the fire
I have fire, everything burns
My blood boils because it is so beautiful
My secret is the fire, the fire »z
The fire, yes the fire
Closed from the fire for many long years
Encircled by the icy cold wind
I collect the flame,
a flame stolen from the sun
The fire of hell is alive in me again
REFRèN
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