i have a mind a good memory here s how my life begins i wasn t born from a woman s thighs but from fire i dwell on that dream i don t want that to fade i keep that dream until the axe does all that work i was kept under the table raised from their sigh i was worthless till the day when flames did all the work i dwell on that dream i don t want that to fade i keep that dream until the axe does all that work on the day i was born they denied my rights even the right to die on the day i was born they denied my rights on the day i was born they denied my rights to die