(I) breathe DRAG-onsblood;
(SEE) my SIGnal fire?


I breathe dragonsblood;
see my signal-fire?
Feel irrational, and
tempt a serial liar.
Turn me on and I'll
set your funeral pyre.
Come into my head,
and we'll rise even higher.

In the darkest winters of my mind, I
know darkness never fought with light, and
I turn into the welcoming gloom as
a child to mother's and father's boon.