(Ford, Ehmig) 

Caught in the sights of a killing fire 

On streets filled with ashes and smoke 

Flames reaching up to a dirty sky 

Like some kind of sick deadly joke 



*Can´t stop what hate started 

There´s no cooling down 

I´m past the boiling point now 



Every day my TV screen 

Is pushing me to make somebody bleed 

The chains `round your neck got me wondering 

How you´ll ever get the freedom that you need 

Can´t turn this world into heaven 

By burning it down to the ground 



**I´m on fire 

I´m burning up 

My temperature´s rising, point of no return 

Watch out or you just might burn 



*repeat

The walls fall down like dominoes 

Nobody´s left to pay what´s due 

Too many crazy people running round 

Starting wars between me and you



*repeat

*chorus