When all we have are rags and bones
Just hold my hand and don’t let go
‘Cause though the night is cold, we’ll carry the fire
And though there’s no way home, we’ll carry the fire
When the husks of men haunt the roads
Just hold your breath, and hold fast hope
‘Cause though the night is cold, we’ll carry the fire
And though there’s no way home, we’ll carry the fire
We’ll carry the fire
Where shadows hang like shrouds of lead
A light is shining
No wolven fangs, no walking dead
Shall quench it’s flame
In shuttered tombs and shaking starts
A light is shining
The barren wombs, the broken hearts
Shall know it’s name
And though the night is cold, we’ll carry the fire
And though there’s no way home, we’ll carry the fire
And when my body’s cold, you’ll carry the fire
And when I’m finally home, you’ll carry the fire.
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