I burn hot, hot, ever hotter.
Every little thing strengthens me.
Burning stronger than the scar of Potter.
Nothing is safe from my heat.
You are the water to my flower.
The flame that gives me power.
I love you with all of my heart.
A lighter, we must have each part,
I am no longer the Blessed Angel.
I am now the Cursed Devil's Child.
I awaken at the sound of the bell.
My soul is now free and will become wild.
I used to have a very close buddy.
We used to do everything together.
No matter what happened he stuck by me.
He took good care of me, like a brother.
The cheaters are the problem causes,
From all the webs of lies they weave.
But if a cheater stops or pauses,
They realize the wrongs that no one believes.