Hear the crackle
Of raging fire
Taste the dust
Of grown desire
Smell the fear
Of vicious people
Touch the walls
Of plastic steeples
See the cracks
Of mirrors melting
And hold
the world
in your
fist
Of raging fire
Taste the dust
Of grown desire
Smell the fear
Of vicious people
Touch the walls
Of plastic steeples
See the cracks
Of mirrors melting
And hold
the world
in your
fist
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