Skepticism - The Rising of the Flames dalszöveg

The flames - waves are our path 
The wind - blows away the fear 
Calm - and strong are our minds 

Joy on the fields is eternal 
Pain beyond view 
The flames raise us 

In the cold the flames glow 
blue 
Under the flood 
Blood 

The waves - flames are our path 
The last one 
We die - we never fall 
The flames in our veins 

Storm behind, storm ahead 
Oar strokes are our way 
Away and back again 
The flames are rising