Titanium formed From maraging steel But what lies beneath Is what it... What it conceals... Maybe a poet... Misunderstood... Too soon to tell But he was born He was born for good To fight against Hell Inside the heat Obsidian glows Pitch-dark blaze A fire grows Most times can’t see it Only feel what’s real Flames lap and trace This cold, raw steel Onyx flames Like raw desire Inside the man A pure black fire A pure black fire! No flesh to wound No bones to break No fear of death Only a soul to take Black heart still beats Where shadows dwell A dead-silent force That darkness knows all too well Beneath the shell The embers glow A burning truth That Hell will come to know! Most times can’t see it Only feel what’s real Flames lap and trace This cold, raw steel Onyx flames Like raw desire Inside the man A pure black fire... A pure black fire! Not born of hate But forged with sin The darkest flame Still burns It still burns within... No crown of gold No throne to claim A righteous soul Inside the flame Most times can’t see it Only feel what’s real Flames lap and trace This cold, dark steel Onyx flames Like raw desire Inside the man A pure black fire Desire... Black... Fire...
