Golden like the sun
and beholden to none

We should've danced
around the graveyard

But I pranced
into the wrong yard

Now it burns
molten amber in my veins

As a fool learns
that death holds the reins

And smells smoky pine
as he claims to be fine

Lungs screaming fire
Drooling ****** upon the ground

Drowning yourself in the pyre
Drowning out all other sound

A conflagration in your eye
Turning your will to ash

A blaze so high
It made the heavens crash

An ember so all-consuming
It took your very soul

Those with melting skin
Running after me though

Years ago I’d been
Crumbling with them in the snow

They want my life
And my freedom to thrive

But though it’s rife
Some nights I dive

Into fields of frost
Burning all I am

Where I choke on exhaust
Where I’m overran.

Things you burn
On your porch at night

Watching the fire churn
Until it all feels right

Preparing for tomorrow
When you’ll try to be enough

Drowning in your sorrow
Nobody said it’d be this rough

Watching the things you’ve lost
And things you’ve tossed

Into the fire

Burn