Some states are worse than death And from these there is but one escape Benumbed I awake, outside a battered building Why am I here? Where are all these people rushing?
A stifling odor of smoke brings me out of my torpor And my unbelieving eyes meet the torch I have in hand Panic, I feel like my consciousness skipped an episode What have I done? And why have I played this insane role?
And tonight an old town shall burn in a fire lit up by my own hand
Hurling the torch, I hope that no one has spied on me And I hasten to desert this place of calamity As my eye runs over the houses claimed by the vicious flames Oh consternation, I realize that I once lived in this village
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