Ashen Butterflies (STDOF 2)

Dancing flames
Memories of the Obscene
We are the royal audience
To a speech given by our queen

The audience roars
The flames grow higher
Heres the irony of it all
We started this fire!

As the wind whispers by
I see a smoky silhouette
Depicting an ashen butterfly
A scene I'll surely never forget

But this all seems irrelevant

Because I still cant make myself set you on fire
Even after turning this city into a living pyre
I know I'm stuck in a world where happiness is a phantasm
But I really am done with drinking away the pain with this bottle of sarcasm

For the heat is melting my false emotions
And giving me a certain pyromanic notion

I'm sick of being nothing, or at best the latter
So I'm setting fire to my life
Because without you, it doesn't matter....

And ashen butterflies obscure my sight....
And I see the decay of the place this once was
But it was me vs the city
And I'm the only one still standing here tonight....

(So if the battles won.... Why don't I feel like the victor of this fight....)

Now the worlds on fire, and I won't look away
I've darkened the sky, night conquers the day

My final thought, is how my heart is now black
I walk into the flames...
And never look back