Buffy: I touch the آگ کے, آگ and it freezes me
I look into it and it's black
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel
I want the آگ کے, آگ back

Now, through the smoke she calls to me
To make my way across the flame
To save the دن یا maybe melt away
I guess it's all the same

So, I will walk through the fire
Cause where else can I turn?
I will walk through the fire
And let it

Spike: The torch out there is scorching me
Buffy's laughing I've no doubt
I hope she fries
I'm free if that کتیا, کتيا dies
I better help her out

Sweet: Cause she is drawn to the fire
Some people

Spike: She will

Spike and Sweet: never learn
And she...