Burn

But nothing is as it seems,
Fires burn by other means...

See the f're, watch it burn;
As it fans, see it burn;
It climbs high'r, hear it burn;
Fills the sky, let it burn;

Burn in darkness, black and cold;
Burn in sunlight, all of gold;
Burn in cities, ancient, old;
Burn with words that can't be told.

See you 'er a scarier sight?
As that fire burning bright?
The one that gives dreams a fright;
That fire that burns so bright...

Things are scarier in dreams,
When fires burn by other means...

See the world, watch it burn;
On its pyre, see it burn;
Com you here, hear it burn;
Stand in fear, it will burn;

Burn with words that scratch and bite;
Burn as you give the last rite;
Burn her, she who dares to fight;
Burn the one who is the night.

See me now, who burns so bright;
See who burns into the night;
See me burn, now see how I fight;
As I burn into the night...

But nothing is as it seems,
My f're burns by other means...

See my f're, watch it burn;
As it fans, see it burn;
Fills me now, hear it burn;
Give me f're, it will burn;

Burn in ice, burn in flame;
The heart burns just the same;
There is nothing at blame;
The heart burns all the same.

So...

See my f're, watch me burn;
In my eyes, see me burn;
Hearts on f're, hear them burn;
I AM FIRE! LET ME BURN!!

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