Wild.

Fire.

The rush of the flames

Leave no survivors.

It's the price we all pay

For doubting

What we believe in

Everyone falls.

Clashed colours

Crumble in our hands

Staining our fingertips

Beautiful madness.

You smile

And hearts break

Breathing stops

Sometimes it's impulsive

Fading in and out.

Some people just can't get enough

All night long

Their minds are burning

In time with each other.

You close your blood shot eyes.