Though nothing's changing
 We still search for something to harness
 Into the deepest cavern
 Our dead bird's songs never rest

 The Fire That Still Burns Grey In Our Eyes
 Ashes from the pyre
 Imprisoned but who denies

 As we were solemn
 Our incubator nurished our content
 Now lying broken
 Woefully we pay the eternal debt

 The Fire That Still Burns Grey In Our Eyes
 Ashes from the pyre
 Imprisoned but who denies

 And we were dancing ...
 Oh you flames you dark ones in my [bad word] 
 I open wide ...
 And pour the bitter ness of life within

 The Fire That Still Burns Grey In Our Eyes
 Ashes from the pyre
 Imprisoned but who denies
 The Fire That Still Burns Grey In Our Eyes