Fire breath
Things get rough when one starts with fire breath It stings hot and gets hotter in the chest How it plays within your mind Then it eats the sanity while you die Now you stand, point in the void Contemplating whether to act wise or let it boil Awaken now, then you see You were thinking wise but acting differently You've gone ahead point blank and cannot return Now awaiting you is only your doom
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