Only the captive knows the price

Of life that flows beyond the bars

Only the dying knows how much

We are the same under the stars

Experience, worth more than gold

'Cause all the secrets never been told

Only your soul that will remain

Oh, my friend, don't you hold on to your grave

'Cause the tings that are made in the fire gonna return to fire

Souls that are made in a fire gonna return to fire, eh

I hope you remember how sweet

Feels the morning grass under your feet

'Cause if you can't then it's too sad, oh

That's all we have under the stars

Experience, worth more than gold

'Cause all our secrets never been told

Kings and queens upon them thrown, we'll never know

Tings that are made in a fire gotta return to fire

Swords that are made in a fire gotta return to fire, mmh

Mmh, mmh, mmh

If you wonder where you belong

Remember your soul is from beyond

If you don't believe it, don't be sad, no

We'll remain one under the stars

Experience, worth more than gold

'Cause all our secrets never been told

Only your soul that will remain, my friend

So please, don't you hold on to your grave

'Cause the tings that are made in the fire gonna return to fire

Souls that are made in a fire gonna return to fire, eh

Souls, gonna return

All of that, everyting gonna return to fire again

Oh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh