Through The Fire

Sometimes we have to choose

We may not like the choice we have

Sometimes we're bound to loose

In this game that some call life

You feel the heat again

You try to run but you have to stay and jump

Through the fire we go

You feel the flames, but nothing brings you down

Through the fire we go

You feel the heat, but this time we let it burn

The world is full of crime

The world is full of hate and pain

Sickness and decease

How long can this go on before it ends?