We were born in a desert storm On thirteen tolling bells And in a torrent of blood we did come Upon this wicked world Raised by bitches in leopard skin Who taught us all the pleasures of sin And right or wrong we've made mistakes Playin' the hand of fools and fate 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... We'll live and burn! 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... we live to burn! We got broken bones and broken fists 'N' a lust that doesn't sleep And in nightly hours with strange powers The harvest of doom we reap 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... We'll live and burn! 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... we live to burn! We got a wild fixation 'n' a morbid fascination For things that move us in the night And every time I kill, I get a strange thrill Like lovin' licks from the fire fight 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... We'll live and burn! 'Cos WE'RE LIVIN'... we live to burn! Solos - R.C.