BURN-UP


A crumpled future in your fist 
The killing streak ascends sun kissed 
And the firestarter from within 
Pokes out from fever blistered grin 

King Salamander that's his name 
A desert maker that's his aim 
The benign cremator, branding iron in his hand 
Eager and willing to torch the land 

All fire and brimstone 
This jack-o-lantern 
He likes to watch the buildings burn 

His ardour smoulders, phosphorous flies 
He radiates with urgence to hypnotise 
Stoke the furnace, feed his need 
This thirst for fire is all he seeks 
He's the blazing rubber making tracks 
The blue touch paper at your back 

All fire and brimstone 
This salamander king 
He basks while all around him burns 

`Giddy-up, burn-up, not fade away' 
These words ignite and pave his way 
`Giddy-up, burn-up, stoke it up and turn it up' 
He sings these words in fervid frame 

All fire and brimstone 
This jack-o-lantern 
He likes to watch the pyres burn 

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick 
Jack jump over the candlestick 

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