When there’s no salvation in this world
For an adventurous soul
There is freedom
No need for judgement
No need for balance
No need for inhibitions
No desire hindered or held back
Hell is already here
Let the flames build and burn
It all
All the loss
All the pain
Licked in the tongues of fires fanned
Well spent and linger then
In the heat
Where everything makes sense
The touch of the divine
On the tip of his finger
Decadent whispers on his lips
Inflammable
When the spark strikes
