Chorus:
I keep a long way
To the river of fire,
But today
I'm still far from it.
Yester day
Was a better day, either
Morrow day
Will be better for me.
I'm still running
And you think it's funny,
But I wish that it could be.
It is sunny,
But the sun is trying
To smelt you outta skin.
When do you think it's over.
Do you accept a roll
Over the river,
The river of fire?
Look at the river,
River of fire.
I wore down shoes
Having no to loose,
Bloody trace on the sand,
All of you are fools
Thinking that the sooth
Save your soul again.
When do you see it's over,
Do you accept a roll
Over the river,
The river of fire?
Look at the river,
River of fire.
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trace on the sand, great write