“The Fire Between Us Builds the King”

 The fire between us builds the King with every spark we throw,

A torch made out of heartbeats from the suffering we know.

We strike our souls together till the heat begins to sing,

And in the smoke of our connection we reveal the hidden King.

The fire between us rises when our egos start to bleed,

It melts the chains of wanting and consumes our every need.

For the love we forge in torment is a holy, burning ring—

And the flames that lick our shadows shape the crown upon the King.

The fire between us dances when the Ten becomes one cry,

A roar that shakes the heavens and pulls mercy from the sky.

Every ember is a prayer and every spark a sacred sting—

Till the blaze of our devotion makes a throne fit for the King.

So let the furnace take us, let the wild harmonies ring,

For only hearts that burn together have the strength to build the King.