I can hear my comrades calling in the middle of the night as though across a dream. 'It's time to fight, don′t be yellow-bellied!' Calling, calling me like the beating of a drum as I wander to the place up on the hill. Up, up that sodden hill. And I stare at the soldiers before me, black, blacker than smoke. And every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame. Oh, watch the fire burn, burn up and up into those skies! I stand on to better see the view. And the wind picks up, up, up. "Give me your fire!" And I can smell the smoke of hell. And I scream out to the sky: Who wins this war? My dress is on fire and I hurl curses at the land. Just watch me burn! And like flowers, the bodies tumble around this muddied hill. I burn so bright it blinded. I'll burn up soon. And I close them, I close them, I close my eyes.
(Beginning of chapter 11 of ‘On the run’, a mix of The Amazing Devil lyrics pieces. If you’d like to, you can read the fanfic on archiveofourown.org)