Flamed fields, coiled blacked wood
Pessimist tone with teared out throat
Anger
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Both of us
As I take it on me
We both silent
Hugged partially
The blanket is covering half of me
Half of you
I take your anger and burn it
Torch your feelings
Melt your thoughts
Soon there will be nothing left
Small room is fumed
Square feet, between the walls
Can't hide the deadly claws
Smoke hugs me and kisses me gently
Covering my body and moving me across the floor
Water consumes the essence of you
We both apart
Never should we reach the valley of equal
Never should we meet again
But the fire is still burning
Not water should tired it
Not smoke should expire it
Flame is equal

Destiny is unknown
Destiny is written