The Flame burns so bright,
And dances to its own beat
To its own hearts' content
For joy floods them
My body fell
Into the hole in the ground
With the hole closing up top
So that i may never see the light of day
The Flames!
They snarl and grin
From flickering end to flickering end
As it finally can eat
My soul is not mine
I lost that privalige
Oh so long ago
For i made a deal
The Flame holds the contract
The fingers snap
As they destroy this piece of paper,
This last hope of mine
It is the one thing
That was supposed to keep this contract
Between i and the devil
But i broke this promise
I tried to defy death
As i claimed to have never been born
To have never lived
But death is too smart to be outwitted by a fool
So the flames claim me
Their prize
Their meal
As they consume me
Body and soul and all
To even have my ashes
As nothing remains
SInce i never was born afterall.
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