The Fire is waiting watch it smolder
While the wind carries us away
Where dust collects the driftings over
Near the fire dust turns to ash

What men are we still
Is the red ring where we'll meet?
We're praying to the shadows
Cut by light of fire

This happy heart what blessed wonder
Then the golden ring formed around her feet
She found the stone to smash it under
While the metal carved its name onto her skin

This suffering child
Gasping her last breath
She'd broken off the shackles only to find she's caged

Who'll cry for us
Will no one ever know
That the chemisty we hoped for was wrong
History assures us that only God will ever know
What it feels like to know what we've lost

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