Fire Is Catching The flames are rising through the ashes, Past cries echo from cracked old lashes, The districts are closing in on Snow, The Capitol strung high, it's spirit low, The MockingJay flying through whistling trees, The presidents bloodied and on his knees, His heart at the end of it's tither, His last Rose for Katniss begins to Whither, The World is ablaze with revolution, Katniss's is going through evolution, Now Prim's memory is scorched in her heart, It begins to regrow but can never depart.

A Glint In The Eye Stars rolling fast, rolling past, rolling throughout the Galaxies Its Power and Awe do dwarf the solemn soldier. But he is defiance, And he still breathes. His efforts focused on the task ahead. He knows it won't be easy but knows not of how to be dead, But he is defiance And he still breathes. His eyes set in steel, his motion unchanging towards his destiny Because he is the solemn soldier And he still sings.