It's burning
But nothing explodes
My threads
Your threads of halftone
Shades interlace
Over pristine,
White skin
Benign thug,
Beautiful soul
With a hole,
Black hole in space
Where stars are born
It's burning elsewhere
It's burning elsewhere
Yet in time
A flame will turn to ice
It too will burn,
but I won't budge
I'll watch a phantom
Sunrise while Its burning
Explode In space
Where there's no sound
There is no fire
Where only stars are born
Pristine white stars
Ice like
ice like