And in the paths of ash Another bond of burden seek Let the pale moon paint the sky in frost And in the lives long past In the cinders of the weak Lie the failures of the lost
Fires fade The dimming of the embers Wake from your sleep again Fires fade Wills of steel to temper Come reignite this hopeful flame
Inward face the eyes Purge and purify
Silver strings of hope Puppets pulled forward
Should the fires fade Should the cinders dim Should the fires fade Silent sigh, final hymn
And the world comes tumbling down Cold kings clutch crumbling crowns
Fires fade The dimming of the embers Wake from your sleep again Fires fade Wills of steel to temper Come reignite this hopeful flame