Fire Fire, your desire Hamstring your hate Fire, blazing, take it higher When you know, it's always too late Fire, the torture, the destroyer The little demon in your heart Fire, the tramp outside, in the foyer Fire, wrong from the start. Where is hades' fire, where are your hopes? What remains of the childhood fantasies? Struggle on welfare, the man, he copes While his life is like his flat, filled with vacancies An old lady stares out the window Warmed by the fire in the hearth As she falls asleep, a spark leads to fire At the end, warmth always turns to cold.