yellow light dances on the walls,
shadow figures writhe and play,
sparks on waves of heat sail
through smokey rivers of gray.
i stare into the sacred flame,
it's heat reddens my skin,
i have come to see tomorrow-
i have come to know again.
look into the fire's heart,
into the beating, naked flame...
this passion's flower's blossom
knows and whispers my name.
        come into the fire      come into the flame
        and burn                and burn
sometimes i wonder how it'd feel
to dance in the flickering traces-
disrobed, holy, spirited-
the heat against my sacred spaces,
one shadowed half of me cold,
the other firelit, warm and free-
my hair, my hands in motion:
a secret, private dance of me;
to let the spirits of this shrine 
pray to please me and strive
to be worthy of my grace-
fire's daughter; i'm alive!
        come into my spirit     come to holy me
        and burn                and burn
if you would come unto me,
then grant me all control.
give to me your everything-
i'll share with you my soul.
throw your wood in my fire,
let me consume you in my light,
wrap my flame about your body-
come keep my bed warm tonight.
warm yourself inside my heat:
wildfire spreading at hellish pace.
if you dare love the naked flame,
you will die in my embrace.
        come into my arms       come feel my embrace
        and burn                and burn
the gods punished prometheus
for he took what they couldn't hold,
brought the flame to man's earth,
and left olympus in the cold.
am i the bearer of the stolen,
or was i the teasure lost,
wanted by gods and mortals,
for whom prometheus paid the cost?
am i the bringer of war?
am i the spirit of the fire?
am i the passionate one?
am i the one you desire?
        come then to the flame  come then to my arms
        and burn                and burn
yellow light dances and leaps
on the walls in the night,
fire burning its way to forever,
constant foe and guiding light.
i watch the secrets in the heat,
i know my duty well,
what merlin saw i see...
what looks back i cannot tell.
one day the world will freeze,
or at least that's what i'm told.
if some devil wants me in ice,
he'd better make it damn cold!
        born into the fire      daughter of the flame
        it's gonna take a lot to freeze me
        i burn                  i burn

-Allen W. Rathbone II 

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