As the Earth stops
And its spirit grows weak
The sun begins its final sleep
As his daughter weeps
Asking why
We turn our backs on one another
She hangs her head
And sings her dying plea
Will beauty rise
From the ashes
Or be forced
To live in darkness
Can we cultivate new life
Into a world
That's lost its way
Or simply let it burn
Will beauty rise
From the ashes
Or be forced
To live in darkness
Will beauty rise
From the ashes
Or be forced
To live in darkness
Can we cultivate new life
Into a world
That's lost its way
Or simply let it burn