It's been a long, dark night of the soul and I've prayed to all the gods, But I always got put on hold
In the depths of your despair, Don't, don't go there Go on, you must go on
For one day, my son We'll dance around the pyre Of this sad, old empire One day, my son We'll dance around the fires Of this cold, dead empire
The flames, now, have been licking For quite some time, But it takes the right eyes to see them I ain't got much to give you But these eyes These eyes that can see them
For one day, my son We'll dance around the pyre Of this sad, old empire One day, my son We'll dance around the fires Of this cold, dead empire
For one day, my son We'll dance around the pyre Of this sad, old empire One day, my son We'll dance around the fires Of this cold, dead empire