The Price
Waking to the environs unfriendly, not a home
Razing, scorching; briefly gone, soon it comes, ruins the sum
Damage is done
Forcing from the
glowing hearth, tender breast
Each one, their best
Exhausted, will it ever rest?
Creeping death, hiding in every breath
Briefly gone, soon it comes—the front, the home
Raging fire, piercing frames and solid hulls that stand so tall
Each one falls
On the warming hearth, tender breast
Each one, their best
Exhausted, with no time for rest
Razing, scorching; briefly gone, soon it comes, ruins the sum
Damage is done
Forcing from the
glowing hearth, tender breast
Each one, their best
Exhausted, will it ever rest?
Creeping death, hiding in every breath
Briefly gone, soon it comes—the front, the home
Raging fire, piercing frames and solid hulls that stand so tall
Each one falls
On the warming hearth, tender breast
Each one, their best
Exhausted, with no time for rest
Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Cash
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