Oh black, dark
fire
whose flames never tire
what evil dreams and deeds do
you conspire?
With your core as coal
corrupting other souls
forcing the innocent to pay the
toll.
Like a disease that spreads
causing pain and dread
infecting others until they're
better off dead.
On hope you feed
committing bad deeds
growing and spreading like a
destructive weed.
Kindness is your fuel
so you can act so cruel
wearing away our souls as if
they were tools.
This fire of sin
corroding us within
with you, our hope for perfection
will never win.
Oh black, sin fire
whose flames never tire
will you ever let us hope for
you to retire?