The phoenix he lives and breaths
But death comes not easily
Another scar, another year
Until his death, he no longer fears.
A puff of smoke and then he's gone
But it shall not be so long
Until his soul reapears
With only it's life to fear.
He can feel it rise within himself
The heat, it burns like nothing else
The phoenix he walks through life
Without a friend, without light
Others he can not see
And they give him no sympathy.
Chorus:
Death! Of the phoenix
Will I meet my final sin?
Death! of the phoenix
I feel the burn within
Death! of the Phoenix
Will I come to meet my maker?
DEATH!
