Fire

Fire, your desire
Hamstring your hate

Fire, blazing, take it higher
When you know, it's always too late

Fire, the torture, the destroyer
The little demon in your heart

Fire, the tramp outside, in the foyer
Fire, wrong from the start.

Where is hades' fire, where are your hopes?
What remains of the childhood fantasies?
Struggle on welfare, the man, he copes
While his life is like his flat, filled with vacancies

An old lady stares out the window
Warmed by the fire in the hearth
As she falls asleep, a spark leads to fire
At the end, warmth always turns to cold.