Burn
hmmm...getting lost in the fire
being melted by the flames
rising from the ashes
the phoenix dies again
did you come here to watch me burn?
i'm not always flying
come all the way down and watch me burn
smoke clouds my perception
i'm not always hiding
burning in the ephifiany
a bright haze blazes across the sky
fading into disillusion
as my sight turns black along the crescent moon
stepping on the burning coals
their warmth is comforting
leading up a path to a smoky barge
I tread carefully, so as not to slip
through the smoky haze
I emerge glowing
I emerge