Letra de Original Fire - Audioslave

The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
With a pen in one hand,
Taking a stand drugged on kerosene
Eighty-four and five would find us something to believe
Right or wrong with dirty hands on wires
Singing songs in dischord choirs
Screaming in braile, no temptress prize
could ever yield anything so real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Golden soldiers born much older
Than they'll ever live to be
Diving into a sea of hands
In a long forgotten city
Here the rain falls ever after
The strangled vines hang dead in rafters
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The blood rush to your head induces of laughter endlessly
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on
The original fire has died and long gone,
But the riot inside moves on
Can't explain it, it was something to see
Can't contain something ever real
Ever real
(Solo)
Can't explain it, it was something to see
Can't contain something so, ever real
Ever real
The original fire has died and gone,
But the riot inside moves on