Beautiful & Terrifying

What is more beautiful and terrifying Than a world under fire? Under these twisty hues, do we Dare go any higher? Unless that's Exactly what we're doing, fighting Our instinct to expire, flying away Until our dreams no longer Tower over us. Until our screams Carry no power over us. What will it be? Use our wings, Or marry the sea? What do we expect out of Such a simple philosophy? To be here, where it's all Beautiful and terrifying. To stay right here, In the space between Living and dying. Can we stay here forever?