Hearts On Fire
By Almas Perdidas
Basically I thought of this from a catchy tune and made it into a poem for the demonata. This is just a small summery of how Grubbs feels fighting the demonata with no choice.

Finding the will to go on
Listen now while I sing my song
My lips are dry and my eyes are raw
Through all the things that I just saw

My heart is on fire
getting drier and drier
But still I will fight
Doing what is right

I fight but I want to rest
Get away from the demon pest
safe from harm
Knock my alarm

My heart is on fire
getting drier and drier
but still I will fight
Doing what is right

I have tears that fall
But thats not all
I scream and lash out
I yell and I shout

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and drier
But still I will fight
Doing what is right

Lord Loss so wicked and unreal
My fear and sorrow is his meal
He ruined what I had
Took away mum and dad

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and drier
But still I will fight
Doing what is right

Gret was my sister
I really missed her
I really want her here
Get away from this fear

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and dried
But still I will fight
Doing what is right

I could fill up a Journal
With things just of Kernel
Beranabus wouldnt know a joke
If it laughed and spoke

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and drier
But still I will fight
Doing what is right

I have always liked Dervish a lot
He didnt leave me to rot
All on my own
I can only moan

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and drier
But still I wil fight
Doing what is right

I dont know how this will end
All I know is somethings wont mend
I am broken inside
The hole is just so wide

My heart is on fire
Getting drier and drier
But still I wil fight
Doing what is right

I have to keep fighting
Maybe some writting
But I will keep going
Not actually knowing

How long I have left...

That is it, so please review and tell me what you think.