Dying, Red Flames
Blood to water, clash to collide
Hear their beckoning cries.
Once venture the sands before
Travel, travel upon once more.
Death and life strikes her hands
The transformation now commands.
Change, change oh sweet innocent sin.
Change, change oh prideful heroine.
Change, change or fate may seek
Seek, seek the blood they feast.
Never tire or rest, for soon they
seek upon broken flesh.
Trial after trial, she seeks in gold.
Never red, bleeding and cold.