Fire
Fire fire, dances in the streets
Fire fire, with mighty swift feet
Fire fire, burns to ashes
And the ashes, swept away by rain.
The world slows as fire consumes
The world slows as destruction reins
The world slows at the sight
And in their eyes, secret pleasure lies.
Damage damage by the fire
Damage by the ash
Damage by the hate
Fueling the burning flame.
So you say, so you speak,
but you do not know
What fire licks at the feet
What fire takes from the heart
What little fire leaves behind the eyes.
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