The sun
Is disturbingly low today
Sand
Fills my lungs, I cannot breathe
Light
Is burning through my eyes
My skin
I want to tear it apart to ease my pain
The kingdom you rule is falling
I only hear the sound, sound, sound, sound
Of a dead men's choir
Mumbling about the world on fire, on fire, on fire, on fire
Hold me when the world is on
Fire, drowning, restless souls around
Graceless, weeping, trying to pull me down
Keep me safe as hatred burns this fallow ground
(On fire)
(On fire)
(On fire)
(On fire)
(On fire)
