Slow Burn

Pour the gas
Strike the match
Feed the flames
Bless this inferno
Let the glow flicker slowly and grow
Bask in the all-consuming
Mass of ash
Flash and fast-burning cascade of erasure
Let it go until there's no way of showing there was anything here
Summon rain and hurricane-force winds to change
The soot to a soup-like, slurry-swamp
Which was tailor made
To drain and wash away
Every last inch of tangible and tactile remnant
We know deep down in our hearts
That there's wanton destruction
Waiting for the ok-go command
The destruct instruction
We burn deep down in our hearts
We are wanton destruction
We sound the ok-go command
We insight destruction
Once the fire ignites
There is no turning back



Credits
Writer(s): Pale Drone
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