Touch the Flames

Visions of places
Hills of death
Scorpions and snakes
Streaming river of blood
And suddenly we’re both lost

Take me with you
A deadly adventure
Gonna lose my mind
And they’d call it suicide

But two strangers in this situation
What’s the worst that could happen?

Stung by the heat
Pierced between clock’s ticking
Freezing cold in a cabin
My life is drifting

Our universe will stop spinning
And by then would farewell bid
But before that,
Please let me touch the flames
Once again


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