Words From The Infinity...

Consume the fire...

Everything I built, is washed debris.
But begin, I will again
forced by an urge.
Cut me apart,
I'll stick again.
Logics....don't work for me,
bound....tied tight to my reasons.
We may be sucked into the black holes of life,
and become,
no more, no more, no more.
Till then we burn everyday,
consume the fire, the fire, the fire.
The flashing bloody eyes of the coal
glistens in the deepest dungeons
consume the fire, the fire, the fire.