Fire, burning in her eyes.
Grasping at the air as it scorches the land,
Burning the heavens with her gaze

Maiden of fire, maiden of pain,
Will you smile for me ever again?
The menicing glare we all know, love and hate,
Will you smile again, or is it too late?
Passion enflaming the hearts of all those,
Roor fools whom walk in thier lines, carrying the torch,
Lit by her cruel grins, and mischievious ways.
Oh and how I know.

Princess of the Burning Desire,
Tongues of ignatious love dancing on her fingertips,
Whispering songs of "Come hither" to those,
Poor souls, whom hearts will fuel thier fire.
Raging inferno, borne in her soul,
Oh but to give myself unto her flame one final time,
And join my heart in the blaze, where I left it so long ago,
When I once stood at the front of the line,
Shining torch firmly in hand.