My hearts like fire the worlds like ice,
The worlds trying to get rid of my spice.
But me I resist there deadly cry,
For my strong heart will not side.
I lead the path not fall behind,
My heart is smart and very kind.
While the world is sick and wrong,
Singing there cruel unbelievable song.
I walk on.

My hearts like fire the worlds like ice,
The worlds trying to get rid of my spice.
But I don’t fall in temptation,
Instead I march in this nation.
For I’m the heat in this cold place,
On I go in life’s race.
Why should I stray in the ice,
Cause guess what I am life’s spice!