Song: The Firebird Has No Tears.

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Cinders I have plenty, love, and ash in great array;
Brightness I have oceans of, and more than any day.
I shall give you light and warmth, as much as you desire,
And I shall give you sparks that blaze as hot as any fire.

Cinders I have plenty, dear, for all I touch goes gray,
So sit beside me, have no fear, for I burn fear away.
I shall give you wings of flame, and all the skies to soar,
And you shall leave your hands behind, not needed anymore.

I will love you as I can, for all our days and years,
        And you need cry no longer, love; the firebird has no tears.

Cinders I have plenty, yes, for fire can never stay;
But I will never make you guess, nor bully you astray.
If you can strike the single spark it takes to bid me rise,
Then I shall give you flame, and fearless, lift you to the skies.

Cinders I have plenty, true, and sparks in brilliant spray;
I have come to rescue you, and raise you from the clay.
Leave your flesh and fear behind, forsake this sand and stone.
Burn beside me, be my bride, and find wings of your own.

I will love you as I can, for all our days and years,
        And you need cry no longer, love; the firebird has no tears.

Cinders I have plenty; now, step close without delay.
Come close as daring can allow, and clasp your hands, and pray.
We'll rise together like the sun, and you shall cry no more,
But burn in brilliance, cinder-saved...what else are firebirds for?

I will love you as I can, for all our days and years,
        And you need cry no longer, love; the firebird has no tears.