Surely, You’d Burn the Same Ritt Momney

I made a friend
My first in a while
He dresses in red
And a sinister smile
But he's sad like the moon
And he's scared like a child

Hate burns in his eyes
As he gently explains
"I was born in the sky
Then thrown in the flame
And if you'd felt the fire
Surely, you'd burn the same"