Set Free

My love is but a fire,
Feed it and it will stay.
Burning on until the night,
The rain washed it away.

Screeching "Freedom" as it died,
My hatred's burning out.
My heart is dead, and soon you too,
Believe without a doubt.

Now your lies are bleeding through,
I hate you even more.
You took it all, just for yourself,
You ungrateful little whore!

When you die, I will rejoice,
And dance around the flares.
The flares of love, lost for your blood,
Thats dripping from your hair.

Now you're dead, and I will shout,
My joyful words of glee.
Your corpse is there, laying limp,
You're finally set free.

~Kenneh