Thought I fire was only air,
That fuel could only smother?
The sky will not light on fire,
Unless it rises from the earth.
I dried in worship of the sun,
Till all my being turned to fuel.
Were once to burn nevermore to rise,
Then let me fall for you forever.
You struck my soul like lightning,
And spread thro' me like a wildfire.
Wind will only fan the flames,
And carry them across the world.
The firestorm is sucking me in,
Upwards through my center.
It rises like a mushroom cloud,
Unfolding from inside itself.
All the cosmos is an orgy
Between the earth and sky.
Let me feel your electricity,

And the elements will flow thro' us.

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