The unquenchable flame, my gift to you

I know you are weary, i know you are tired
but for life's business are you hired

beating in you, is a never ending flame
protecting you from all hurdles, all shame

the gift is yours, take it i beg of you
for there is much yet for you to do

a higher calling you must now serve
take on evil, you've got the nerve

it's mettle is world renown, everyone knows the score
take it down, with all your heart and will, like a wild boar

i wish i could embody you, turn your flame on high
for while we stand here, the high tide of evil is nigh