Most things fade with time

The foundations may crumble
And the world unwinds but through
These eyes of crimson light
Rebuild an empire and dwell within

Passion breeds progress
Progress feeds lives
The rejection of a tainted
World breeds the fire

We do not gleam for you
But shine for ourselves

Most things fade with time

The foundations may crumble and
The world unwinds but in our minds
Our temple is divine, so construct
The altar and worship the fire

The fury of the human
Heart illuminates the path
Shadows in the temple of
The Sun echo the howl

We do not gleam for you
But shine for ourselves

The light, it shines through you
The light, it becomes you
The light, it shines through you
The light, it becomes you