Back In The Fire - Tarot

Black spots floating before my eye

Solar wind shouting from the sky

Free of chains, free from pains

Old poisons run in my veins

Airborne I’m speeding in flames

Dark wings growing from my heels

I make the rules for my games

Back in the fire with burning wheels

Born from the fires of the core

My home is in the red hot gore

I’m this blade and I’m the truth

I’m alive, the everlasting youth

Walls of my prison have gone

I hear the shadows whisper and warm

White heat against your black

Battles to come and I am back