My soul is burning, my soul is sold
So nothing is left, I hear the voices talking

The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
The spiteful tale was never meant to die
The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
This spiteful will make the holy cry

My soul is burning, my soul is sold
So nothing is left, I hear the voices talking

The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
The spiteful tale was never meant to die
The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
This spiteful will make the holy cry

Dawn of flames
Dawn of flames
Dawn of flames
Dawn of flames
Dawn of flames

The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
The spiteful tale was never meant to die
The dawn of flames, rising from the sky
This spiteful will make the holy cry