Fire Beneath Him
The words of a hard man sitting alone
Lighting fire beneath the hand, beneath him
It’s not his way, to be accident prone
Can he be caught, by the other one slim
Those that bite. can seem to multiply here
Lighting fire beneath the hand, beneath him
Sojourn he sees the fire, sends off his flair
Taking down the mighty just by his walk
Those that bite, can seem to multiply here
Following that which alarms someone’s talk
Keeping it in, won’t let the fire to burn
Taking down the mighty, just by his walk
He’s a master, burning within an urn
There’s a bite to the fire, none like before
Keeping it in, won’t let the fire to burn
Amazing he wafts to belong to more
The words of a hard man sitting alone
There’s a bite to the fire, none like before
It’s not his way, to be accident prone
Russell Sivey
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