Gas Can

Gas can shaking in my fist
Here I stand an arsonist
Bathing in a fearful flame
All that burns is all the same
Tempted by the urban blight
longing still,to see the light
I know there's something left to save
and that the circumstance is grave

Give me fire, give me flame
What is lighting up the night
In the end it's all the same
consumed beneath unholy light

There's truth beneath the charcoal dust
it's hidden underneath the rust
Of aging steel and rotting wood
Within the blaze I see some good
All I need's an open flame
With the fire I reclaim
The corrupt and long lost place
Within it's glow, we purge disgrace

Give me fire, give me flame
Show me how that you will burn
keep your money, keep your fame
I'll take all that I discern

No one knows my part in this
here I stand the arsonist.
Burning down what can't be saved
I stand twisted and depraved
A Molotov is all I need
To make this city bleed
And all I want is gasoline
a conflagration so serene

Give yourself up to the blaze
Purify yourself in heat
feel your fury in this craze
walk the maddened urban street

There's hope inside of every brick
but all I see just makes me sick
So purge the world with kerosene
and light up all that is obscene
This fire is all that know
in it's embrace I seem to glow
So let's ignite this dancing spark
and end the shadow of the dark

Give yourself up to the blaze
Hold yourself beneath the smoke
know this fire lasts for days
with emotions I invoke

No structures or homes resist
The wrath of an arsonist
No one can escape the blaze
off running in this urban maze
The vermin I exterminate
must die before they germinate
and all I ask is air and fuel
as gas collects in a pool

Gas can shaking in my fist
visions flash before my eyes
dreams and nightmares will persist
until I achieve my prize.