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Son of Fire  by Mirach

Son of Fire

He was the fire
Devouring flame
Wine until bottom
And pain of fame

He was my father
His anger like flood
We sealed our Oath
In fire and blood

The flame extinguished
By Oath we're still bound
Through tears and pain
No rest to be found

The blood on my hands
And my hand in chains
What was it for
When nothing remains?

The Light we sought, burns
So close, yet so far
We are not worthy
To touch a star

Burning flame, take me
And clean the stain
Take the cursed Jewel
And end my pain!

In fire it started
In fire it ends
Just like my father
The fire in my veins





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