Oh he got poison in his lungs And it will become undone Some sort of freak that feels no pain Walk through fire like it feels like rain
So come on and hold on to that firm belief That your soul is a'fire and forget your Your petty crimes now Hold firm as the raging sea beats at your door Stay there till you can't you can't take no more now
And the cold sea running through your veins You killed the bitter land to roll her away Oh is this real or did you fabricate Oh you cut the vine like it's the under dead
So make sure you hold on to that firm belief That your soul is a'fire and forget your petty crimes Why don't you hold on as the sea beats down And you're on the floor and you Find it's so it's gon' crashing down