Flame Of Fear

The Flame of Fear is black as night,
It burns your third eye at first sight,
It feeds on blood and draws on dread,
Until you're breathing good as dead.

It drains the joy from every thought,
Hellfire coals, beneath are sought,
It scalds your mind if you draw near,
Beware, my friend, the Flame of Fear.

It can't be quenched, it thirsts for life,
A single spark is like a knife,
And, if you think that you can dare,
To venture near, my friend, beware.

The ashes from your body will,
Turn black, the blood you'll surely spill,
So, let me make my moral clear,
Beware, my friend, the Flame of Fear.