Let It Burn
burnings wings of fire
stretched across a desolate sky
flames from my belly
ignite the world on high
rain falls down
giant tears of flame
cried from a beast
too old to have a name
the world burns by a light
which no man has ever seen
even the angels up in heaven
can hear the peoples' scream
the night is gone
replaced by burning day
the flames are too bright
to ever fade away
all hope is gone
everyone can tell
our entire world
replaced by this burning hell
Copyright © Adam Wheaton | Year Posted 2008
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