It burns so bright
It burns alight
It burns when I fight
I became the light
My heart feels tight
My soul of pure white
Turns into a grey, ashen blight

Of past times gone
Behind me, a trail led
Made from an icy, cold mist
But now my tail glows a bright red
From inside my body
My stone-cold organs bled
Eventually, I grew warmer
The more oxygen I was fed

My eye’s sacred sight
Now rendered blind
I’ve lost the right
To see that which lies within
Without and free
Devoid from sin
Shoaled is my heart
I’m wearing thin

Of past times gone
Behind me, a trail led
Made from an icy, cold mist
But now my tail glows a brighter orange
From inside my body
My stone-cold organs bled
Eventually, I grew even warmer
The more oxygen I was fed

My deeds carried out thus far
Have been nulled and void
Now I’m a fallen star
By my faith, I had been toyed
No longer will I, my destiny, avoid
With the power of a Tsar
Bomba has been deployed

Of past times gone
Behind me, a trail led
Made from an icy, cold mist
But now my tail glows a blinding whitish-yellow
From inside my body
My stone-cold organs bled
Eventually, I grew too warm
The more oxygen I was fed

I wished upon myself
To be unrestricted and unbound
And then I fell from the sky
Burning all the way to the ground
Down I went and went I drowned
No longer in the air do I fly
Nor can I make a single sound
Surrounded by shoaling fish
Within the salt water, I have died
It’s certainly not shoal anymore
As in the deep blue I have found
My final resting place
Six feet under the ocean floor