brûlure

today's on fire
the sky is bleeding above me, and i am blistered
i walk these lines of blasphemy every day, and still

i feel diseased
is there no sympathy from the sun?
the sky's still fire
but i am safe in here, from the world outside

so tell me
what's the price to pay for glory?

like a bad star, i'm falling faster down to her
she's the only one who knows, what it is to burn

today is fire, and she burns