In this city of devils, we're dangerous,
And our only option is to be nameless,
Tip-toe around, it's treacherous.
No exodus, so can it be painless?
(So can it be painless?)
Carving smoke, there's fire, dangerous,
Our burning hot, hotter than ever,
Like a ghost, in the night or
Another vicious lie, we cannot let ourselves be severed.
Where there's smoke - there's fire!
(Where there's smoke - there's fire!)