Black Fire
This is about hatred. Not much more I can say.
Whoever knows pain becomes criticized and burned
By the fire of your insults and hatred
I burn
And you curse me with hatred
Whoever knows pain is raised
From the fire
And lives with hatred in their hearts
For those who cursed them with it
Whoever knows pain is dangerous
Because of the fire that burns within
The burned child is dangerous
Because of the black flame
Whoever knows pain must die
Because the fire can spread
And you shoot me down
In a vain attempt to put it out
Your happiness
Is not my happiness.
It is my misery.
By the fire of your insults and hatred
I burn
And you curse me with hatred
Whoever knows pain is raised
From the fire
And lives with hatred in their hearts
For those who cursed them with it
Whoever knows pain is dangerous
Because of the fire that burns within
The burned child is dangerous
Because of the black flame
Whoever knows pain must die
Because the fire can spread
And you shoot me down
In a vain attempt to put it out
Your happiness
Is not my happiness.
It is my misery.
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