

Deep in the hollow where the cold wind blows (hmmmm)
No light remains where the black water flows
We
walk in lines that we can never cross
Counting the hours, weighing the loss
Is there anyone listening out there?
(ahhhh) Or are we just shouting at the empty air?
Under the cold black sky,
we run! (we run!) Waiting for the fire of a dying sun!
Dragons in the shadow,
claws in the clay
We won't go quietly into the grey!
The clocks have stopped but the gears still grind (yeah)
Leaving our shadows far behind
We carve our names in the rotting stone
Too many nights spent here alone
Under the cold black sky,
we run! (we run!) Waiting for the fire of a dying sun!
Dragons in the shadow,
claws in the clay
We won't go quietly into the grey!
Into the grey (oooh)
We won't go quietly...