When I was a young boy my father said to me:
"Now you're getting older what will your life be?
Do you work the fields, does the market call for thee?"
I pointed at the sun, and I said this to he:

Gods of fire, gods of fire
Fill me with desire
Gods of fire

Angry was my father, filled with shock and rage
But my mind was made up, I dis not want a wage
"What will you live on? Have you gone insane?"
But I could not hear him I was on another plane

Gods of fire, gods of fire
Fill me with desire
Gods of fire

Calling on the sacred earth
You've been my guide since my birth
Your lessons give me second sight
Reminding me of what is right

Now I am an old man, some call me a sage
Some days I feel 21, some I feel my age
Now just let me tell you, not once do I regret
The choices I made way back then, how could I forget?

Gods of fire, gods of fire
Fill me with desire
Gods of fire