Yes I confess, yes I agree that I love to play with fire. I am well aware that it can lead to consequences dire. Yes I know you all love me but you all are afraid of fire. I know that you know truth but danger you don't aspire. I don't blame if you all don't want a route through fire. Your destination through path rosy you could acquire. While playing I've burnt all my dreams all my desires. My affinity my attraction is only and only blazing fire. And if by chance while playing with fire I am set afire. And if unexpectedly I turn into ashes by dangerous fire. Throw it in oceans, blow it with winds, scatter it in deserts. Before with worldly filth and dirt the ashes are bemired. So that Haply some explorer may find the truth I've found. So that someone may smell the truth which I've smelled. So that some thirsty in mirage may see the truth I've seen.