from fire to fire, consuming.
Destroying, leaving behind,
souls it ravages just to play.
From heart to heart,
playing with the senses,
flesh burned once again
Playing with feelings,
leaving broken hearts scattered,
it’s the game, you know, don’t expect.
Don’t expect anything different this time,
tears are all you’ll gain,
You’ll burn in the hell of the heart,
that heart that burns cold forever.
Burning hearts that are frozen,
cold hearts for which you’re just an object,
an object to be struck with blazing ice.
Branding with fire the hearts that fall,
nets of cruel games that will scorch you,
cold hyenas that will burn you with fire.
It’s the game of your demon’s heart,
and if you think you’ll reach something more,
keep deceiving yourself once again.
This is only an obscene game,
you’ll be branded with iron,
red-hot iron upon you,
so you’ll never forget.
Heart of Fire
Heart of a demon burning,
from flame to flame,
consuming. Destroying,
leaving shadows behind,
souls it ravages just to play.
From heart to heart,
it toys with the senses,
flesh scorched once again.
It plays with feelings,
scattering broken hearts in its wake.
It’s the game
This time, only tears await,
as falling hearts are torn apart.
You will burn in the hell of the heart,
that heart that freezes yet burns forever.
Frozen hearts, blazing within,
cold hearts for which you’re only an object,
an object struck by searing ice.
Branding with fire the hearts that fall,
woven nets of cruel delight will scorch you,
cold beasts that burn with flame.
It is the game of your demon’s heart,
and if you believe it leads to more,
keep deceiving yourself once again.
This is nothing but an obscene game.
You will be branded with iron,
seared by red-hot steel,
marked forever
so you will not forget.
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CORAZON DE FUEGO
Corazón de demonio ardiente,
de fuego en fuego, quemando.
Destrozando, dejando atrás,.
almas que arrasan para jugar.
De corazón en corazón,
jugando con los sentidos,
carne quemada una vez más-
Jugando con los sentimientos,
dejando corazones rotos por ahí,
es el juego, ya sabes, no esperes.
No esperes nada distinto esta vez,
lágrimas es todo lo que conseguirás
Destrozando esos corazones que caen.
te quemarás en el infierno del corazón,
ese corazón que de frio quema siempre.
Corazones ardientes que están congelados,
corazones fríos para lo que eres un objeto,
un objeto al que azotar con el hielo ardiente.
Marcando con fuego los corazones que caen,
redes de juegos divertidos que te quemaran,
hienas frías que te quemaran con fuego.
Es el juego del corazón de tu demonio,
y si crees que llegarás a algo más,
sigue engañándote una vez más,
Esto es solo un juego obsceno,
serás marcado con hierro,
hierro candente en ti,
para que no olvides.
Billy Idol - Eyes Without A Face
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Online) - Published: November 10th, 2025 14:12
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