Three in The Fire

Out of the Cave

This one happens in a velvet room with the mask dropped on the floor. No names, no vows, just two people who stopped pretending, and something true burning between them. You, and me, and the fire makes three. I don't lead and I don't tame, I only say become the flame. Where the ego dies, something honest finally gets room to breathe.

Lyrics

(((((By Charlie C
Themes: Desire, Descent, Devotion ))))

The flame was lit in a velvet room
Leather breath and sweet perfume
He asked for truth, I gave him skin
A tremble deep, I let him in

No names, no vows, just sacred heat
He kissed the chain around my feet
I burned to be undone, unmade
A shadow dancing, not afraid

Take me lower, past the shame
Into the dark where there's no name
The safe word's gone, the mask is too
I come to break, to bleed for you

Three in the fire, no light above
Only hunger, only love
We descend to rise anew
You, and me, and something true

Three in the fire, stripped of lies
In the ache where the ego dies
I give it all, no more disguise
Three in the fire — we baptize

I watched her fall, I watched her fly
A prayer unspoken in her cry
She came to me with crimson grace
A storm that begged to be embraced

No chains could hold her restless soul
But in my arms, she lost control
I didn’t lead, I didn’t tame
Just whispered low: “Become the flame.”

If I kneel, if I break
Will you hold the weight I make?
Can I give without regret—
Every bruise, every breath?
Don’t say my name, don’t say a word
Just feel me—seen, devoured, heard
Let me dissolve, be torn apart
In your hands, my sacred art

Three in the fire, no light above
Only hunger, only love
We descend to rise anew
You, and me, and something true

Three in the fire, stripped of lies
In the ache where the ego dies
I give it all, no more disguise
Three in the fire — we baptize

I’m the one they locked away — too wild to tame
Shadow-born prophet, maniac name
I speak in tongues of smoke and steel
Truth so raw it makes gods kneel

You call it lust? I call it law
You want release? Then break the jaw
Of every lie that kept you mild
I’ll turn your ache into something wild

I don’t love, I consume
Make no promises — just room
For your scream, your sweat, your cry—
I’m the reason angels die

So light the match and drop the mask
No pretty prayers, just brutal tasks
You came to play? Then come correct
Charlie don’t hold. Charlie wrecks.

Three in the fire, no light above
Only hunger, only love
We descend to rise anew
You, and me, and something true

Three in the fire, stripped of lies
In the ache where the ego dies
I give it all, no more disguise
Three in the fire — we baptize

Words and music: Romian Nazlab · A Bonfire Production