My soul is burning, my soul is sold So nothing is left, I hear the voices talking The dawn of flames, rising from the sky The spiteful tale was never meant to die The dawn of flames, rising from the sky This spiteful will make the holy cry My soul is burning, my soul is sold So nothing is left, I hear the voices talking The dawn of flames, rising from the sky The spiteful tale was never meant to die The dawn of flames, rising from the sky This spiteful will make the holy cry Dawn of flames Dawn of flames Dawn of flames Dawn of flames Dawn of flames The dawn of flames, rising from the sky The spiteful tale was never meant to die The dawn of flames, rising from the sky This spiteful will make the holy cry