The Fire Syndrome Lyrics

My heart that once raged in battles of fire now feels so old... Still the taste of blood on my lips - I just fix this problem with a blade... "Sharpen the dagger and open your veins!" Stone cold is death's bowl and all that's left is ash. Death is not a punishment, just the gate that leads me into the ultimate existence...

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