fireflower

you're only but so is the desolate one, you're drowning but so was the first born son, i'll soak you in fire, fill your black holes, and free your soul, always cold outside, and it's freezing inside, into the fire we ride, a shortcut out of the white, until we're stitched to the night, our faith our light, you're standing still but spinning around the sun, you're flying with your feet still on the ground, you're pray in this world, it's eating you, and that's what i'll do