Listen Here - The Bastard Sons

Go grab a glass and I’ll tell you of my finest hour

A rage that burns, deep inside my core.

History books that have pages with no ink upon them

It’s electric with no sign of shorting

Well I’ll tell you heaven’s not a place on earth

Let me tell you

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire

Thinking back how, I was just a frightened little boy

But I’ve shed that skin a while now.

All the times I’ve been afraid

All the times I lost my way

All the times I felt so hopeless

I drink away the pain

But I’ll tell you heaven’s not a place on earth

Let me tell you

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire

I am not afraid

I am not afraid

I am not afraid

I am not afraid

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire

It’s My Fire