Burning Soul

Flickering shadows in the night

Stealthy as the coming death

Watching as the waning firelight

Its last embers seeking breath

The choking silence

Masking stars

The scorching violence

Forming scars

Breaking free of all things good

Deadly as the hidden scythe

Burning out this last living wood

The temple of my soul shall die.

---

A/N: "Not much to say about this one. Tell me what you think..."