Kismet

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