Arson

Light the match
Watch the flame while it ignites
The smell of sulfur in my nose
The reflection in my eyes

A compulsion I can't control
The feeling almost divine

The ashes, the soot and the dirt
What is left when flames have gone
Without I hurt

The whipping tongues
Devouring everything
Watch the wind turn
With every flame I learn

The whipping tongues
Devouring everything
Watch the wind turn
With every flame I learn

The ashes, the soot and the dirt
What is left when flames have gone
Without I hurt