To Stifle the Fire in the Eyes

So Your spirit has risen For The temperance of water ghosts. Now The blood in your veins boils Up and sickens the fight. For humanity, may you vent your desperate. Guide their will, grind the temperance, For they have lost their way. A spark shall awaken the flame, So stifling the fire the ice. Rage, rage the fire. Burning down this stagnant foe. So Your contempt has been noted For His icy old heart has been spent. Now The blood from your veins Trickles down to the mouth Of the great. Rage, rage the fire. Burning down this stagnant foe. Rage, rage the fire. Until it ceases the blow.