We are at the summit of the highest mountain We are at the bottom of the deepest lake We are at the center of the raging fire We are at the outskirts to claim our stake
We are born of joy and frustration We are born of love and desperation We are born of hate and perseverance We are born of anger and deliverance
Feeding the fire with tears and blood Feeding the fire with tears and blood
We are on the outside waiting We are on the inside hiding We are on the threshold of knowing We are on the verge of...
...Feeding the fire with tears and blood Feeding the fire with tears and blood