See the writing on the wall Ivory tower's bound to fall Voices whisper in the wind I can hear them calling Love is a fire, burning And I want to burn Darkest hour before the dawn Times we know will soon be gone Flames of freedom fill the air I can hear them calling (Ooh, ooh, Fire. Ooh, ooh, Fire.) (Ooh, ooh, Fire. Ooh, ooh, Fire.)
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