These boys are born for fire
A pagan desire to set the world alight
Searing the starkness, blackening skies
Firing the oil of piebald eyes
Writhing hellishly round barbaric flame
Piling the tinder-plunder high
Talking darkness from heathen dreams
Nightmares erupting to violent life
Brawling in the bilge to scattered yawps
Until the pack is uncaged, untamed and uncaught
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