Waindo
Kage in the Making 👑
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big thx to my fellow Iwarians whom inspired me to write this down in few mins. 
Nothing can replace,
The fantastic sensation
When I sit in front of the fireplace
Better than any meditation.
As I throw stuff in,
It's better than switching channels
It's bringing me peace within.
As I fall asleep, go astral.
Now I'm hovering over my body
The fireplace is burning hot.
Suddenly it develops ember eyes,
And stares at me with all the fire it's got.
The room begins to tremble,
And the walls are cracking up;
The fireplace jumps on his concrete feet
As my spirit is like; "What the f**k?"
The earthquake is increasing,
Pictures are falling off the walls,
My sense of reality is decreasing,
As the fireplace is jogging trough the doors.
I'm slowly sinking back,
Into my sleeping body;
As I open my eyes.
I'm shocked by the mess around me.
Cold breeze runs trough my hair,
As I divert my look,
All that's left of the fireplace;
A giant hole and a half burnt book.
The fantastic sensation
When I sit in front of the fireplace
Better than any meditation.
As I throw stuff in,
It's better than switching channels
It's bringing me peace within.
As I fall asleep, go astral.
Now I'm hovering over my body
The fireplace is burning hot.
Suddenly it develops ember eyes,
And stares at me with all the fire it's got.
The room begins to tremble,
And the walls are cracking up;
The fireplace jumps on his concrete feet
As my spirit is like; "What the f**k?"
The earthquake is increasing,
Pictures are falling off the walls,
My sense of reality is decreasing,
As the fireplace is jogging trough the doors.
I'm slowly sinking back,
Into my sleeping body;
As I open my eyes.
I'm shocked by the mess around me.
Cold breeze runs trough my hair,
As I divert my look,
All that's left of the fireplace;
A giant hole and a half burnt book.
