Thank heaven,
the crisis
the danger is passed
and my lingering illness is over
at last
and the labor called living is over
at last
and sadly i know
i am shorn of my strength
and no muscle no move
as i lie, at full length
but no matter i'll salvage
my hope and my faith
and sadly i know

Sounding around
they call me home
I beg and I reason
but they still say no
Focused and violent
they circle low

When the lights
faded out
she covered me warm
and she said to the angels
to keep me from harm
and to shelter me close as i go, let me go
drawing nearer
to death
i embody my father and think of my mother
for i
am no more
but no matter i'll salvage
my hope and my faith
and sadly i know

i dreamed of truth
i dreamed of sons
say what you want
say what you...

Burn, bright!

Sounding around
they call me home.
I beg and I reason
but they still say no.
Focused and violent,
they circle low.

Burn, bright! x2

*step into the fire*
*step into the flame* x2

Step into the fire,
step into the flame.
Step into the fire,
with your one desire.

Step into the fire,
with your one desire! x2

Burn, bright!

Falling, from grace,
never felt, so right. x4