Black as night in bright day light, I walk across fire cooled by sultry sea. Angered gods give darkened skies of ash and pain. Could they know what they give us in return from their flaming fury? For not all who walk the land wish to walk upon brightened beauty of garish greens or silvery snow. No, for those of darkened thoughts and deepened passions, only a dance upon the igneous will tame the distractons of our demons.