Fire, gasoline and a box of matches
I'm in the game
This is pleasure, this is my ecstasy
Reaching my goal, this is the key

I seek my own desire
The pleasure in fire
The power of the obsession is great

Got tired torturing my mother's parakeet and became a prolific pyromaniac

Fed by fire
I love the torch red

Spent many nights marinating in urine soaked sheets
Oh, what ecstasy setting fires brings to my body
What power I feel at the thought of fire
What pleasure, heavenly god divine fire

Fed by fire
I love the torch red
 [bad word]  feeds the need of destroying humans
Pushed over the edge
It keeps me going, it feeds my glowing need
Feeding the fire with gasoline

Fed by fire
I love the torch red