The soveirgn state of Hell, A beauty to the last

One tends to hold a piece deep within

When she smiles, it burns a little hotter

With a glance, it melts its way to blue eyes

And retreats painfully to the recesses of shadow beyond

Lying in wait for the next chance to decimate a boy

"Let it go" is easier said than done

The boy has fears of his own to cope with

Sidestepping emotion leads to the collapse of everything

Her pedestal crumbling on top of him

It's hard to scream when it is impossible to breathe

It's all been done before, when the Angel fell

He's just trying to avoid a repeat of the past

But he's ruining his chance to quench the Inferno

The flame that is burning him from the inside out

Burn, Baby, Burn

As if he could stop it if he tried.......