Zhengding 1024
I was born with a warriors blood
Yet neath his gaze I was misunderstood
And in exile I would soon see
The self I was destined to be
The self I was destined to be
Put the fire to the sky and a keep on rollin
Put the fire to the sky and a keep on rollin
Put the fire to the sky and a keep on rollin
In the forest I learnt the shamans way
Dancing with the elements for day upon day
And in my hands I held the flame
Things would never ever be the same
Things would never ever be the same
Burning heaven fierce fire unstoppable bomb