Forthcoming Fire

See the mighty sky turns into black, the horizon keeps burning. Stench of decay carried by the winds, it melts in my mind to see the agony. They're drowned in an ocean of lies, they're burnt in the fire of temptation. Helplessness and failure the chains that paralyse my soul, too cold your feelings, too strong your lies, can't reach your hand, can't read your thoughts. The forthcoming fire to end the slavery, the forthcoming fire to clean the minds. As long as you deny the power of your heart, you won't reach the sky. You won't feel what passion means, and after thousands days of fire, the sun will rise again.