Faces grow hollow from mourning and years Earth bears the weight of uncountable fears The heavens hang heavy, a curtain of grey The echoes of longing still lead us away Shoulder to shoulder, in hunger, in cold Voices are hoarse, our hands still hold Wind cuts the skin, dusk hides our names But will in our chests still kindles the flame When our voices fade to cries Still we find the strength to rise Every fracture, every tear Builds the edge that conquers fear Vision grows narrow, the silence is near The pulse is a whisper, the ending is clear Weight of existence is breaking the spine Yet still we’re walking the desolate line Shoulder to shoulder, in hunger, in blood Voices are hoarse, hands become cold But until the last shiver, the last shot of breath We’ll march ever forward through life into death Flame! In Hearts! We fall! To rise! No fate! To deny! Broken! Alive! Flame! In Hearts! We fall! To rise! No fate! To deny! Broken! Alive! Flame! In Hearts! We fall! To rise! No fate! To deny! Broken! Alive!