You think I just stare at this flame for hours on end and I don't think of the power I hold in my hand? I can destroy a whole forest just by dropping this metal cartridge. I feel the heat build up to a point where I almost do burn down this forest. But I stand it. Because this heat doesn't even come close to the heat I feel in my stomach when I'm near you. This intense, burning rage. I have so much hate and the only way to stand it is to stare at the flame for hours and think about the damage it would do to just drop it.