thewalkingicon You Fire

This is a rapid course
Of reading between the lines
What's the sense
In all facts and lies
If it's just about
A glance at your smile
If it's just about your smile
You fire walk with me
We have this blessed curse
Of feeling at first sight
Breathing a shade of smells
This vivid beating light
Points at tremendous dark
And both are your exile
You fire walk with me
Born in the dusk of flesh
Tided by crimson sea
You Human, pure afresh
You Fire, walk with me