Chains constrict the body
Anchors spellbound in stone
The cup runs away
Poison burns the forehead
Barren forest, dry, arid
Cracked ground, withered leaves
Bare forest, dry, arid
Cracked ground, withered leaves
/>Flaming seeds fertilize the land
Wrathful flames sweep the dust
Long journeys, distant worlds
Glorious names acquired in strife
Given, taken
Praised and hunted
/>The burning spirit
has not died
Blind guardian guards the throne
Sinful counselors hold judgment
Fiery truth holds judgment
Fiery truth strikes the mockery
When the tongue of grief speaks
I am the fire
in the smoldering dispute
I spin the web of intrigue
I am the striving
in the dark dungeon< br/>I drive the germ from the root
I am the greed in the hungry hunter
I loosen the wolf's chain
I am destruction, freed from the rock
I kill the guard
I kill myself