Burning all the lost hopes I was breeding

turning cold nights into an autumn pyre

after the silence you've broken

after the aeons that have shone on your frail skin

nothing has left of your eyes

and nothing as left in your memories



burning all the strong knots I was weaving

bringing my life back to this blackened womb

after that time has passed over

after this storm that has turned into the sweetest rain

hear what I'm saying, I'm free on my way

and I don't long for your frozen sun



over the flames of a shelter that was never built to last

we're forging our strength

forging our fate

forging our life with the bloos that we've spent



blessed be these wounds

blessed be my doom

as I burn, as I burn thy frozen sun