The Flame

Tomorrow I shall die
Tomorrow I shall live
I shall drink thy wine
Of the safety in your eye
And the flame is in the start
It is in the beginning time
I shall not disappear from heaven
To care to the words of line
Thy I deeply write the diary
And shall forever make peace
Thy the no faith in tragedy
Will finally bring tears
A flower is what I hold
A cross is what I hold too
But the past is all-bold
And the lie is not true
The flame is burning now
The flame is miserable and fun
The flame is agony and paradise
When God shouts to come.
It is not a sin today
Even if your father died
It is the secret of the pay
Built in the life's side
I sit under the moon
To write stories to write gloom
I sit to write my feelings
On a piece of a fool
No friends are to be trusted
And the water cannot be drunk
And no thief is to be busted
When your gold had sunk
The flame, oh! The flame
It is going off today
Oh! Am I going to die?
I sleep and for eternity I'll close my eyes