The flame boils upon the cauldron
Sparks arc in fuels exhaustion
An explosion erupts among scattered embers

Fire
Seams that trace natures cunning
Within evil facade impressed
Upon purely good
That is
Life
Which burns with the radiance of the sun
A passion diminished by no quality
Other than itself
An expression to be

The passion roils as temperature boils
The soul to ghastly pieces
Imploding within itself when faced with itself