And in the paths of ash
Another bond of burden seek
See the pale Moon paint the sky in frost
And in the lives long past
In the cinders of the weak
Lie the failures of the lost

Fires fade
The dimming of the embers
Wake from your sleep again
Fires fade
Wills of steel to temper
Come reignite this hopeful flame

Inward face the eyes
Purge and purify

Silver silks strings of hope
Puppet pulled forward
Should the fires fade
Should the cinders dim
Should the fires fade
Silent sight, final hymn

And the world comes tumbling down
Cold kings clutch crumbling crowns

Fires fade
The dimming of the embers
Wake from your sleep again
Fires fade
Wills of steel to temper
Come reignite this hopeful flame