If desire is a flame,

then I am a wildfire

I want it all in my hands

I want a view from the spire

Cover my body in fire

I got one life to obtain

No crumbs on the floor

Cover my body in pain

Beads of the mead

Rush down to extinguish

Take the path my father made

Keep my reports distinguish

An arrow to the eye

A bullet to the thigh

No time left today

I wash myself away

Take a look behind myself

I see the wake I’ve made

Spent all my years here

Missed my love my dear