FLAMES OF FAITH: The Fire That Can't Be Quenched (part two)

In the DEPTH of BAIT where shadows BREATHE, the DEBT is PAID by a different BREED 

Its EMBERS rise with WHISPERED grace, into AMBERS from life's WISP ERED SPACE

KINDLES light as KINGS DO on paths UNKNOWN, And warms the coldest hearts ALONE

Fire wey dem TRY kpai wey no gree DIE; its true colour is without TIE and DIE

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FIERCE STYLE deserving FIESTA; SEE A STAR - no SIESTA but flames ever born anew  

In its UNSTAINED light, we find OUT WAYS; UNSTRAINED Faith, nothing OUTWEIGHS

Faith UNBENT, fate UNBURNT - makes EMBERS GLOW without EMBERGO

SHINES like fire in a sacred SHRINE with STRENGTH to guide us at LENTH

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CRUISE the ABLE FAIR even in CRUCIBLES of FEAR; SWIPES not TO ERE but WIPE each TEAR

And the chains of doubt melt under the fiery faith of burning passion that forever sustains

WILD DANCE in DELIGHT FLICKERS but no WIDE CHANCE to lose THE LIGHT to FLAKERS 

Through every thirsty test, it stands as a tasty guide, A burning conviction, deep inside.

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Free modern ROAM not slaved to ancient ROME; from the top of the DOME heaven is HOME

FLAME untamed for CLAIM - DOPE life; HUB of HOPE not ROBBED nor ROPED - GLOBE light

Those with this WEAPON don't WEEP ON; they're not the kind of PHOENIX the FOE NICKS

From the FIRE they rise FAR HIGHER; unBURNt by FIRE to be reBORN to FLY HIGH 

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Not logic's rain nor reason's flood Can quench what burns beyond the flesh.

This fire speaks in tongues of light, Its language pure and ever fresh.

This faith transcends my brief existence, Illuminating endless night.

Life as short as BIKINI is FATE; Where mortal ends, gods BEGIN is FAITH