Burning,
It's cleansing,
Almost transcending,
When you feel your flesh burning.

Yes it hurts,
But that pain makes me smile.
Everything else is better,
When you are on fire.  

You grunt and moan,
Cursing the feeling.
With your layers of skin blistered,
All the evil peeling.

Best of all,
In case you forget,
You'll get a skin tattoo,
A beauty I bet.

When all is done,
A thought flickers in my head.
Maybe I should,
Burn myself again.

After all everyone knows,
It's easiest to clean with fire.
Burn away all the evil,
Rid this place of it for miles.

Why not jump in there too,
Aren't you evil as well?
So rid us of you,
Don't worry about the smell.