Green Fire

I'm all sick inside from the taste of the fire
you are living in a dream that is all my desire
all you think that you have, but you really have nothing
blind in your existence like a puppet on a string

I will cut off your chains and set your heart free
as you drift into death only blue will you see
and your soul will feel empty as you leave "the machine"
all the waters are lifeless, all the fire is green.