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I'm made of fire

I'm so much better than you

By John CoxPublished 9 months ago • Updated 9 months ago • 2 min read
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fire in my belly, fire in my blood

if I ain't burnin' somethin', I'm no damn good

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with swift lightning bolt, I set the earth aflame

an element belching forth you will never tame

there's nothing I can't burn with hatred's ample fuel

I'm made of fire, I'm so much better than you

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only children play with matches but I'm no child

when I start to burn, I leave scorched earth defiled

can you smell smoke in the air? that's where you'll find me

baby I'm on fire, I'm hotter than Hades

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fire in my belly, fire in my bones

if I ain't burnin' somethin', I'm castin' stones

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my spirit has gone out into a darkened land

you can wound but never kill, once I've made my stand

I am the god of this and every age

a thousand years will never hold my rage

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bow down all wretched people of the earth

bow down for everything your worth

pass the collection plate, I ain't doin' this for free

the pain will stop when everyone worships me

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Fire from above, fire from below

I'll burn every one of you for show

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you know my true name and yet trembling whisper not

I rain fire from above, maybe you forgot?

I give what you really want, hate your neighbors?

I'll do one better, burnin' them my favor

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Let's make old school cruelty fashionable and cool

say ‘Hell No’ to lovin’ kindness and golden rule

if I say someone's bad, their bad, all facts be damned

hurtin' them and all whom they most love, my command

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fire in my belly, fire in my bones

if I ain't burnin' somethin', I'm castin' stones

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purify the land with flames, death the scapegoat's fate

And burn those who embrace whom we rightly hate

show no mercy to those who love to the full

nor condemn those who use violence to cull

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this is our world now, our time to take it back

burn bridges to the new, restore our hateful past

baptize the land with conflagration and woe

the heavens pollute with poison plumes of ash blow

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fire in my belly, fire in my blood

a match can light a fire or illuminate for good

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John Cox

Where would you like to travel? Who would you like to meet? No ticket required, a surprise at every destination guaranteed. Strap on your time travel goggles and bring a compass. It's sometimes bumpy in my imagination, so hold on tight!

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    Written by John Cox