Burn your bridges
Nice and slow;
Burn them all
As you go.

Burn them up
Till there's none left behind,
Till the smoke from the ground
Makes you blind.

Then let the fire build
And smolder the bridges ahead,
Scorching everything black
As it burns blood red.

Then finally you'll be consumed
By your very own flame,
And there'll be no one around
But you left to blame.

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