Out on the old moors 
The clouds gather round 
memory gold, pure 
In grand barren ground 
You'll make a stand 
life in your hands 

When the [bad word] 
To rip out your secret 
Reputation 
No zeroes can keep it 
Locked away 
Seven clouds burst today 

The cost of survival 
Is losing your edge 
Lost in revival 
But back from the dead 
The past and the future 
They clash and collide 
And chance will renew for 
The spy who survived 

You survive 

And though they tear down the sky 
Through it all you survive 
Today is no day to die 
Through it all you survive 

And when you sink deep 
Breathing in ice 
You feel the big sleep 
The call of the night 

But it's not time 
So wake up and climb 

The cost of survival 
Is losing your edge 
Lost in revival 
But back from the dead 
The past and the future 
They clash and collide 
And chance will renew for 
The spy who survived 

You survive