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Some like it hot
burning up burning fire burning fury fever heat fever pitch fever swell matches ashes we all fall down we all fall down we all...we all...and when we cry we scorch the ground...glory to the dead of fire and when we quest we search for power...
Some like it cold
freezing glance freezing touch freezing words icy roads icy minds icy heart snow fall snow ball we live in an igloo and turn to ice all that we know all that we know and we all fall down we all fall down like snow flakes to the ground we drift and scream and turn to ice turn to dead like logs like wood like men
Some like it dark
the sky went black from day to night and we all die inside we all fall down we all fall down and the sky is dark as hell as hell is red so is the heart of man and we all fall down worship and glory to the dead of sound amazing voices and lessons learned by the wind we'll take them back again take them back and teach them to sing sing sing we all fall down and with us the sound of a million voices melodyless and poor like the tramp at the door selling his soulless lies behind tired eyes we are the voices in your head make you wish make you wish you were dead
Some want your soul...