Vundabar - Devil For The Fire lyrics
[Vundabar - Devil For The Fire lyrics]
I can't see the devil for the fire
Sitting in the back all quiet and polite
Room filled up with the smell of burning tires
Demons be gone it's the season of the fly
Begone! Demons be gone
Begone! Demons be gone
Laid waste crater face
Humming of the highway
Head becomes the hand becomes the knife becomes the mind
Hazmat-psychic-suit sweeping through the siding
I wanna be reborn, but how many times do I gotta die?
Begone! Demons be gone
Begone! Demons be gone
Sitting in the back all quiet and polite
Room filled up with the smell of burning tires
Demons be gone it's the season of the fly
Begone! Demons be gone
Begone! Demons be gone
Laid waste crater face
Humming of the highway
Head becomes the hand becomes the knife becomes the mind
Hazmat-psychic-suit sweeping through the siding
I wanna be reborn, but how many times do I gotta die?
Begone! Demons be gone
Begone! Demons be gone
Add extended interpretation
If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!
Latest added interpretations to lyrics