Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire or iсe
There’s enough hate,
Both will suffice
But will the man dice for death or life
Fire and ice
Fire and ice
Shall the world end in fire for iсe
Cats up on arms
Are watchin’ mice
Grown into rats from an new device
There’s enough hate,
(To seal man’s fate)
There’s enough fire and ice
Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loadin’ dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame
As a lonesome child
I’d toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It’s now so cold
Fellow kids have grown old
Thieves dice for their lives
Kings are loadin’ dice
Building up their fame
On a dark crimson flame
As a lonesome child
I’d toss a kite on high
I blew birds on the sky
It’s now so cold
(parle)
The war is on every breast
So mister Twain said
The toy pistols are poppin’
And my buddin’ years are fadin’
Fire and ice
