A warrior watching the blaze from his steed
Seeing his home, and a great need.
A need for fire breaks, a need for water
But his time to act is growing shorter

He moves, not wasting a second more,
Fighting until of no more flames he is sure.
His throat burns and scorched is his skin,
But no matter the consequences this fire won't win.

One last battle commences, both sides giving their all,
This God-risen warrior not daring to fall.
Smoke, ash and red is all he can see
But he fights until of fire, this house is free.