You were born inside the earth.
You were meant to gaze the skies.
You have grown with the fire inside
And with it you lit the night.
Driving the boat through the storm
To find the precious stone.
You know we lost our way,
Wondering how all this got so wrong.
You pray for some hope now.
You pray to a non existent god.
Non existent god.
Now you stop staring stars,
Losing your faith inside.
You were dancing through the flames.
You hate the sparks of the night.
Driving the boat through the storm
To find the precious stone.
You know we lost our way,
Wondering how all this got so wrong.
You pray for some hope now.
You pray to a non existent god.
Non existent god.
You know we lost our way,
Wondering how all this got so wrong.
You pray for some hope now.
You pray to a non existent god.
Non existent god.