Fire will spread; it's nothing new
I already have nothing to lose
Try to break me; make me your muse
Little by little I grew
You know that hearts wont heal with a sew
But I wont die; I am a voodoo
And for I am stronger, than all of you
Little by little I grew
Not many has seen me, only a few
Consider yourself lucky; you havent come through
Layers of lies and demons, heart so dark and blue
Little by little; and I still grew
I wont stop and you already knew
I can't do anything and so do you
For I am destined to be fire; destruction is what I pursue
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