Fed By Fire

Fire, gasoline and a box of matches

I'm in the game

This is pleasure, this is my ecstasy

Reaching my goal, this is the key

I seek my own desire

The pleasure in fire

The power of the obsession is great

Got tired torturing my mother's parakeet and became a

prolific pyromaniac

Fed by fire

I love the torch red

Spent many nights marinating in urine soaked sheets

Oh, what ecstasy setting fires brings to my body

What power I feel at the thought of fire

What pleasure, heavenly god divine fire

Fed by fire

I love the torch red

Destruction, feeds the need of destroying humans

Pushed over the edge

It keeps me going, it feeds my glowing need

Feeding the fire with gasoline

Fed by fire

I love the torch red