Faces grow hollow from mourning and years
Earth bears the weight of uncountable fears
The heavens hang heavy, a curtain of grey
The echoes of longing still lead us away
Shoulder to shoulder, in hunger, in cold
Voices are hoarse, our hands still hold
Wind cuts the skin, dusk hides our names
But will in our chests still kindles the flame
When our voices fade to cries
Still we find the strength to rise
Every fracture, every tear
Builds the edge that conquers fear
Vision grows narrow, the silence is near
The pulse is a whisper, the ending is clear
Weight of existence is breaking the spine
Yet still we’re walking the desolate line
Shoulder to shoulder, in hunger, in blood
Voices are hoarse, hands become cold
But until the last shiver, the last shot of breath
We’ll march ever forward through life into death
Flame!
In Hearts!
We fall!
To rise!
No fate!
To deny!
Broken!
Alive!
Flame!
In Hearts!
We fall!
To rise!
No fate!
To deny!
Broken!
Alive!
Flame!
In Hearts!
We fall!
To rise!
No fate!
To deny!
Broken!
Alive!