Deep dark sky,
filled up by fireflys,
Flames climb up to touch that sky,
and the deep dark that we know is no more.
A fire burns as bright as love,
floating to the heavens above.
And the deep dark that we know stays dormant,
Civilians watch with sentimental yearning,
Ignoring the preachers torment,
Letting him know his house of God is burning.
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