Flames rise and rise,
I know they'll never die.
Can feel the heat,
Can feel the pain.
Here for what I had done,
Before my death.
Had too much fun,
And heaven can't take me.
Always thought hell didn't exist,
But now it's my second home.
Flames rise and rise,
Heating up,
Can feel the hurt,
Can feel the blame.
Always get blamed,
Had to put up with the constant pain.
And now I'm here,
For what I had done,
Before my suicide.
On earth the blame was
Too much to bear.
And in hell,
I can't escape,
So now I'm on fire,
Trying to escape the death
I wanted to so much.
But how can you escape
Your own death
That you caused to happen?
