Oh My God the Bag is burning,
If only I had not packed my money in it

Now there goes the Curtains, they are on Fire,
If only I had bought some cheaper ones

I can’t believe but the Room is blazing,
What can I carry with me out of here?

Goodness Gracious the House is in flames,
I should have listened and not bought that Persian carpet

My good lord I am not alone the whole bloody neighborhood is on fire
Where is my car? let me escape

No it’s not just here, its every where, the whole damn city is melting
For heavens sake send me some help, or else I’ll die in this Scorching heat

And then I hear a shout out of no where
It echoes all around deafening my ears

“It’s not your city, your house or your room,
It’s your own soul, you fool burning in Hell”

“Even when you are rotting in hell for your sins
You think of just your well being and that’s why you are here”

You call God one more time You will rot here for eternity I swear
I am the devil and I am all you have

You created me for all your selfish needs
Now enjoy the music that you always played for others