Fire
Fire all over
Fields of clover...
Patches of ashen
A burning passion...
Mask you desire
For the heating fire...
Flames, they rage
All trapped in a cage...
Find your way out of a maze
To get lost in a haze
This is just one faze...
Fire slowly dies
As we all lie...
The pain will fade
And we all become spades...
So,remember the day
That the fire was made...
Fields of clover...
Patches of ashen
A burning passion...
Mask you desire
For the heating fire...
Flames, they rage
All trapped in a cage...
Find your way out of a maze
To get lost in a haze
This is just one faze...
Fire slowly dies
As we all lie...
The pain will fade
And we all become spades...
So,remember the day
That the fire was made...