The Tongue Of Fire

Teach me the tongue of fire
 So that I may set the world ablaze
 For it is cold
 And this blindness can no longer give me shelter
 Teach me the tongue of fire
 So that I may cry out loud my wrath
 And my passion
 Or else my coil will blister and decay
 The tongue of fire
 The soul is never silent
 But wordless
 Held imprisoned
 In a cursed tomb
 Wherein reflections never fade
 Never die
 Slowly maddened
 By emptiness
 Left to perish in the ever-dark coil
 Yet, always alert it its slumber
 Scorn by the drops of light
 Piercing through the surface
 And it screams
 The soul is never silent
 But wordless
 Teach me the tongue of fire
 So that I may set the world ablaze
 For it is cold
 And this blindness can no longer give me shelter
 Teach me the tongue of fire
 So that I may cry out loud my wrath
 And my passion
 Or else my coil will blister and decay
 The tongue of fire
 The tongue of fire