Kismit

Come down, my child
Take me to the core of the flame

The world denied
Poisoned by the turn of the game

One early morning, I woke, and sorrow gave me my name
Come rest, my child
Take me to the heart of the flame

Calm down, my child
Tell me about the scent of the rain

Something has died
Silent and in absence of pain

One early morning, I woke, and no one whispered my name
Calm down, my child
Stagnancy is bliss for the sane