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 hell 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