A Fire Inside

For the disappointingly commercial edge their music has taken as their popularity has grown,
for all the lame high school English class literary references they throw into their music,
for that awful thing Davey Havok has done to his hair in recent years,
lyrics like this make me wonder why I write:

Breathe in the life of the summer's death
as the orange and red breathe their first breath,
so welcome as they're burning through.

I'd never really paid attention to the words before now, I'm not much of a lyrics person, but wow. For a bunch of 90's punk rockers, AFI can turn a phrase.
(And I spelled Malleus Maleficarum right on the first try!)