These flames consume me
From this place of darkness.
Breaking my chains
And falling from this place of grace.
Where I’ve risen once again
Doing great deeds,
In the kingdom I don’t deserve,
For the greatest being
And the king of the third.
My life cherished
From my desperate cries.
As I bow down to the king with three eyes.
My life a wreak
And the fire, a healer in disguise.
Claiming its victim
But saving its life.