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When the hot sun
burns my brain inside
and I try to look away
but my eyes tell lies.

When time ticks
the old man looks at me
and the sky is purple red
but can I really see.

When fire burns
swirling in my heart
and I peer over the edge
should I jump or not.

When the volcano erupts
lava flowing in my soul
burning away the fear
time to pay the toll.
Written by Hashman
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