Fire, fire
A lit pyre
Burn it all
And expire
The skin chokes
The bones tire
So throw me in
To the fire
No
No
No
And the best of us will transpire
Gathered round the ash, as it burns
Stripped of everything, we arise
Waiting patiently for our turn
A dark tower
A looming ghost
A long hour
The sky cries
A song dire
From soul to soul
A lit fire
No
No
No
And the rest of us will transpire
Gathered round the ash, as it burns
Stripped of everything, we arise
Waiting patiently for our turn
Oh
No
No
No
And the best of us will transpire
Gathered round the ash, as it burns
Stripped of everything, we arise
Waiting patiently for our turn