Where's your fire? Give, give, give Where's your fire? Give, give, give Where's your fire? Give, give, give Where's your fire? Out my face, out my
deepness not so pure, Anesthetic presence with an undefined concern, With images so glorified but still where is our cure. Give! Where's your fire? Movements
Tercüme: Downset. Yangın.
Temperatures rise right through the ceiling. My body went numb from the feeling. And branded on my skin is dedication to my friends, so sit back and listen