The Fire
The world was cold without its light
The sparks are flying everywhere
I dance around it. I don't care
The heat is what i missed the most
Now i don't feel myself so lost
I sense the warmth and soothing smoke
The light inside me has lit up
I might as well dive into flames
The burning flesh, the twisted pain
The fire calls me to come me in
And not to think about the sin
I'm back to the fire again tonight
The world is red of all the light
I'm here again with you my friend
This time i'll make it till the end
Свидетельство о публикации №110092809420