Locke1

I was not made for fire.

But that's what they created with time.

I am an accidental monster.

They can't put me into a cage.

I roam free, searching.

I don't know what my goal is.

Heaven help us when I find it.

I rip hearts out with my teeth.

And burn buildings with my glare.

Do you think you can escape me?

Your drugs and lies don't protect you.

I will hunt what I want.

I will destroy what I please.

Fire and gasoline run through me.

Let me see you burn.