My blood is my fire,
I swing into my light.
The ancient rhythm in my soul and mind,
Starts the path of might.
My heart is my fire
And therefore is my fright,
I break the sticks with hands
Throw and lit it bright.
So might this bonfire shine
Bright as ever through the night.
I swing into my light.
The ancient rhythm in my soul and mind,
Starts the path of might.
My heart is my fire
And therefore is my fright,
I break the sticks with hands
Throw and lit it bright.
So might this bonfire shine
Bright as ever through the night.
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