Fire isn't Hell
A fire was lit in the mountainside Embers cackling with malicious intent The land beneath it trembling The air sombre, the river silent They said it will burn them all Fire is a hungry man They said I was making hell Fire is a greedy man I turned a blind eye to the flames that engulfed the land I chose to avoid the ashes, the soot, the sand The wind, the mountain, the river ran frantically around They were trying to stop time and fire was gaining ground They knew I wasn't playing The battle was already lost The wind then stopped blowing The mountain turned to rust The river bled its last All that remained were fire and dust They said I was making hell That fire is a greedy man But a chill made me home that night And I have never been the same When the embers stopped glowing When the fire lost its blade When the war had been won and lost I rose my head The dust had turned to snow The river had turned to ice The...