I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies...

Casting blame is never easy, because no one really knows who truly started the fire. It began burning away the outskirts, then it slowly progressed inward, swallowing everything in its wake. The blaze seemed unstoppable, leaving only destruction behind. Now it finally reached the core of everything still worth fighting for. I don't know who did it, I just know that soon only dust shall remain...

I am afraid of what I might do. We all like to think how we're pure and innocent, but the truth is we've all done something, to deserve all the bad things that keep happening. I'm a sin, but I'm also a sinner. Only when I sleep, the world feels right, because there I can see Her, I can be with you, I can be who I want to be, I can be free...

I start looking through the rubble, trying to find something, anything to remember you by. The fire catches me and it devours me in a fiery tempest. But I don't fight, I welcome it. The warmth, the pain, the silence are exactly what I need. Memories are engulfed, my consciousness fades away, only ash remains...