The Lonesome Death of Fire

by Yannick   May 6, 2015


The Lonesome Death of Fire

Suffering a meaningless life full of doubt
In an overwhelming heat of dancing flames
Burning our poisoned states of minds

Ain't he a man cause he comes from over the sea?
I want to go
Oh I want to go where the cold wind blows
And where the water eases the pain of my burns.
Am I alone? Or did I just reached the pinnacle of egoism?
We already have become the monsters
We so desperately tried to kill.

A crack splits up reason and empathy
Who among you will rise from the abyss?
Could you kill out of pity and give birth out of hope?
Don't get too claustrophobic
This walls will stop enclosing your fragile
Immaculate body eventually.

Please don't let the last flame die a lonesome death
For the fire is already out

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