A memory
Is woven from the shadows
Distilled from dying embers
A memory
Drawn thin between the moments
Expelled beyond our grasp
Remembrance
Is a threshold to the night
A journey without ending
Remembrance
Is a chalice for the damned
Lost forevermore
And we tread that trail
Unwilling and yet eager
If not awake then deep in slumber
Restless in our sleep
We loved the flame
The fire stolen from the gods
We gathered around the dancing embers
We loved the flame
The fire stolen from the gods
Warding us against the dark
