

(BOOM — BOOM) (Choose)
Whispers in the stone,
paths we tread alone
Every choice a weight,
carving out our fate
Beneath the hollow sky,
the old illusions die (ahhh)
WE STAND! WE CHOOSE!
WE REMAIN!
Through the fire and the driving rain!
No retreat and no turning back
We are the fire in the black!
Gold will turn to dust,
shadows hold our trust
In the quiet dark,
we protect the spark
(Let it go... take the easy path...) (No.)
WE STAND!
WE CHOOSE! WE REMAIN!
Through the fire and the driving rain!
No retreat and no turning back
We are the fire in the black!
(Together.) Only the path is clear...