The flames have consumed me whole.
The flames that are here to cleanse my soul.
My karma has come full turn
and in this white fire I continue to burn.
No more happiness to gain.
No more laughter of the insane.
No dark hole of money to gain.
Nothing left to abstain or refrain..
The flames have knocked on my door at dawn.
The flames have cleansed me of being the pawn..
The sparks and sizzle of sins to be forgotten.
The embers to take away all that’s rotten..
The dream of bliss in the hands of eternity
and the fading of that earthbound fantasy.
No moral conclusions
to shatter my forgotten illusions..
Not a thing left to cry about anymore
since the fire it the roof and the floor…
Pay the price for the past forgotten.
Forget about all the things that make you rotten.

04/05/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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