Who are these men who walk this ground,
of cinders, smoke and fire?
A tightrope stretched 'tween life and death,
they balance on that wire.
A load to bear, they feel the pain,
and pray for tranquil summer rain.
Their eye is kept upon their goals,
to save some stricken, tortured souls.
With lessons learned, from fires burned,
they'll face this test, no time to rest...
A job to do, but what they need,
is strength, and luck, and true godspeed.
Their choices tough, the hour late,
then comes a wicked twist of fate.
With vicious strokes, the devil's hand,
sees fit to trip a fire-man.
As he drops, he takes a breath...
and falls into the jaws of death.
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