CrystalFire

A candle flickers, the spirit’s hues sway,
The wax drips slow, but the fire won’t stay.
Each spark we burn leaves a mark in the dark,
A dance on the edge of the fleeting and .
We tear down the floor, every step, every spark,
Glory’s in the flame that’s born of the dark.
Life’s a glowing road, no end to its hue,
We burn to the beat-eternal, renewed.
Every twist in the road pulls the spirit higher,
The wind in our lungs fans the glowing fire.
The beauty of life’s in the fleeting desire,
To live while we burn, hearts a molten choir.
Candles don’t last, but the light always stays,
Flickers in hues that outshine the days.
A song of the soul, the rhythm, the blaze,
We’re the dance, we’re the fire, we’re the moment’s embrace.
We tear down the floor, every step, every spark,
Glory’s in the flame that’s born of the dark.
Life’s a glowing road, no end to its hue,
We burn to the beat-eternal, renewed.
We’re chasing the shimmer, the glint in the haze,
Our spirit ignites as the world starts to sway.
Every flicker a story, every shadow ablaze,
We’re alive in the moment, we’re one with the fray.
So ride the road, let the beauty consume,
Flickering spirits in an infinite bloom.
When the fire fades out, and the song is through,
We’ll glow in the echoes, eternal and true.