Fire

Lick your lips you hungry beast,

I'll throw you some good meat,

Eat our families, our lives our homes

No one yet to know,

A burning, a searing pain,

It all washes down the drain.

Keep our souls,

Burn our eyes,

Your fire is our pain

A strangely fascinating thing,

We watch,

Take my scotch

A pouring mess,

A bad guess,

At your face, in your way,

A burning, searing pain,

Doesn't go away

Like heaven of ice,

It doesn't feel too nice,

The cold so hot,

So distraught

A destroying mess,

Weakened,

Less.