Pulling on his heavy equipment he jumps into the fiery red truck
The siren screams a warning, speeding down the street
Barely waiting for the truck to stop he leaps out

Pulling the hose through the terrified crowd he emerges into the fiery building
The smoke is so thick he can’t see past his own nose
Trying with all his mite to perish the fire with the large hose

Suddenly flames begin to creep around
Closer
Closer
And Closer
They get

His skin begins to tingle with heat
His mind is clouded with warmth
The suffocating smoky aroma fills his nostrils
He begins to dance with the flames
He is the fire
A beautiful destroyer