The crackling sounds of fire beckons,
Hypnotized by the Breathing flame.
Stretched arms like scorched sword,
Its eternal light is my reward.
Cold Oxygen fills up parched lungs,
Blood brewing with torment.
A star bust of a thousand suns,
A young phoenix is born.
Some say the world will end in fire,
I say the world was built by fire.
As the spark that ignited creation,
Like a Glowing ember, it still remains.
Crystal faces are calling from the flames,
They speak in the tongue of elementals.
With a fixed gaze and lost in the mind,
I follow their blazing path unblind.
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