Lyrics:

Yeah, it hurts
I turn around and without a sound
I see the fire that shouldn't even be there

What could be worse
Than to suffer a curse
The nights so black but I remain intact
Well, crack my back

What could be worse
Than to suffer a curse
Surrounded not by game
But by a thousand flames

Garble, garble, garble, if we could make it down
To at least the rocks on the beach
I think we'll be safe there
Just out of reach, just out of reach

Yeah, it hurts
I turn around and without a sound
I see the fire that shouldn't even be there

What could be worse
Than to suffer a curse
Surrounded not by game
But by a thousand flames
Surrounded, surrounded