Fed By Fire — Souldrainer

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