Viator for burning.

 

I let all the sadness burn

By the open glare of light

Let the song be felt,

Let the secular mind pause.

I would mistake the world for smoke,

Then my body would yearn to burn

My body would yearn for light

But times like these would fade away.

If the world ever needs warmth,

Anything a wrath cannot give the world

May my spirit be here,

May all the sadness burn.