A burning man feels no pain, only fire
Pain has no meaning to those consumed
Fated to burn by the shadow lights desire
A torture of mind with body all but doomed
A burning man fears no land
His pain is the worst that nears
Wandering worlds for a helping hand
Not a thought spared for his mortal fears
The burning man finds a land of water
A pit of ice welcomes him home
The cooling touch beckons him further
Putrid water boils revealing acidic foam
The burning man fears his death
His helping hand inverted
Reminding him he had yet to lose his breath
Acid filled his lungs and body contorted
Our burning man has lost his fire
The plague of realms a wives tale
A man lost to senseless desire
Leaving behind a smoking trail