Burnt to a crisp, further scorched to ashes,
Longing for the day, where I'll be rekindled.
To rise from that dusty pile along with bright, fiery flashes,
Like a phoenix, waking up from it's blazing cradle.
And for more lame quotes and shenanigans like what was written above, click on the disturbingly real Mario's moustache :
"WAHOOHOOOIEE"
