I left my words in your front yard
wrote 'em in soot on the side of your car
said I'd leave quiet, guess I lied
your house burns bright, and I ain't cried

you kept secrets like spores in a jar
now your roots are black and smoke clouds your stars
I didn't scream, I struck the match
and walked away without a mark or scratch

you tried to plant guilt where I once slept
but I nurture rage where the weeds are kept
I don't write poems, I scorch the nest
I unearth lies with fire-fed zest

don't come crawling, don't pretend
you took your chance, you played your hand
but I was born in flame, fed on pain
and all your lies just fuel my reign

I watched your home curl into smoke
I danced in the heat, let your life choke
I didn't flinch when the embers rose
I just smiled as your roots writhed and closed

now the sky glows amber red
where you spun webs, I hunt instead
what you called home, I burned to ash
and I don't regret a single flash