the doctrine We clockin', on your airwaves, keepin' it rockin' Blaze up, make fire, light your Purple Haze up Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be caged
So I walked on by To backstage places unknown I could tell by the fire And the moon and the sky The circus was just like home There were animal cages
of fire Too fast to live, too fast to die Mom and daddy say I'm dancing in the fire Sometimes, sometimes I feel like an animal in a cage I pace back and forth and look around
[music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet & Edguy] The ivory is cold. Where is my desire In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire Ice cold as ice. I`m heading for
beauty disappears by spoken words. But driven by desire, the unknown devil's fire- the higher I get - the deeper I will fall. When you're dancing you're an open fire
Thank God that you're dancing with me. Take my hand just grab carefully you're a pretty flower with a seed of destruction; I'm a rib cage with a heart
get dumb So just stop it, know my target is everyone 5-foot Mexicans, Africans that's 7'1" I can even cater to all the Native Americans They can dance around my fire
rate cerebral holocaust no escape Fire burn the execution date shatter We on the front lines prepared I want Mumia out the cage the time for action
of fire Too fast to live, too fast to die Mom and Daddy say,"I'm dancing in the fire" Sometimes I feel like an animal in a cage I pace back and forth, and look around
: [music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet & Edguy] The ivory is cold. Where is my desire In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire Ice cold as ice. I`m heading
cerebral holocaust no escape Fire burn the execution date shatter We on the front lines prepared I want Mumia out the cage the time for action is here
full moon, hear a distant cry, tattoed Queen awaits me, passion in her eyes Hot desire, feel the fire the moment she started to dance guns for hire
And Oklahoma love the short skirts, short skirts And Sanitone [SPM] I walk in the club, in my big black boots I look around and see em all flock in a group Dancing
[music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet & Edguy] The ivory is cold. Where is my desire In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire Ice cold as ice. I`m heading
doctrine We clockin, on your airwaves, keepin it rockin Blaze up, make fire, light your Purple Haze up Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be caged