the Fire within.

Brightly burning, fire and flame,
To the laymen it's all insane.
From the heart we do express,
All of our love and tenderness.
The fear we feel is all we know,
And we hope to never show,
All the death destruction and grief
That would take us back to the time of the fief.
We heard the news, night and day
And we hope, to this day,
That any more news that one can hear
Will not fill us with longing and fear.
The men who did this will soon say
We did it for a statement and not for pay.
Of everyone today who's left alive
Many wish they weren't or that they thrived.
Those who call themselves liberators
Are the true meaning of the word, collaborators
For all the ones who do plan,
All they can is for the flames, fan.

								-grypph.