Out there 100 years ago, a small fire of ages. 100 years from then history repeats, the building burns baby, burns. Out there a vampire is maddening, as he douses himself with fuel. A step here, a foot there, all inside are everywhere as the building burns baby, burns. A talk was due, bust inside, taken outside, a ride to remember. Doing what must be done, a taste so sweet an ending most dreadful as the building burns baby, burns.
