Bright flames in the darkness,
The only light against an inky blackness.
Flickering colors dance along the walls,
Orange, red, gold,
Solitary brightness in a sea of dark.
The only sign of Hope in a place of Evil.
Bringing a false sense of life.
More blackness, destruction.
Becoming the end of everything.
These dancing colors...
Brightness against the dark...
Hope amist the evil...

Yeah, don't mind the poem, I was in a morbid mood when I wrote it. I'd delete it if I weren't so proud of it, lol!