The Survival Fires

Dust settles on a ravaged land

Cloaking the ruins beget by man

In this obscurity we rise to carve our way

Instinct is our only guide on these boundless paths

For we do not fear death, as it is all around

We must keep one step ahead of its voracious grasp

In these most perilous of times it is better

To have less thunder in the mouth and more lightning in the hands

Our minds consumed with a narrow vision

To descry the shrouded ways that will lead us to our asylum

Where the fires of hope still burn

In these most perilous of times it is better

To have less thunder in the mouth and more lightning in the hands

We seek survival

We seek survival

All paths lead to the survival fires

With might in our hearts and lightning in our hands

We'll bow to none, we'll discern our way

All paths lead to the survival fires

All paths lead to the survival fires

Survival

Survival