Looking out on the end Your failures etched in fallow land The flames leap the clouds And draw whispers from the crowd Return to dark again Go on put it out
It's time again for your return Now find the peace you deserve The stars hang in a shroud And those whispers turn to shouts Return to form again Go on let 'em out
Call him what you want A coward or a clown Light up the fire again And throw him on
Fire (fire) Fire (fire) Fire (fire) Fire (fire) Fire