The Fire (Remains)
- The Dear Hunter (2016)You are listening to the song The Fire (Remains) by The Dear Hunter, writer by The Dear Hunter in album Act V: Hymns With The Devil In Confessional. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
For so long have my teeth held my tongue from a venomous voice
But the poison has passed from my lips to my hands
An incendiary ploy
Hell will open up it's flue
(I bare my soul through the flames before me)
And you will witness what the fire can undo.
Far from the ash I will be born again
Where every debt is repaid
Nothing left to keep me out of paradise
As portraits of the past fade away
The id dots the eyes of antiquity
While the ego, of late, has held sway
Too foolish to stray past the line, but too weary to stay
Too weary to stay.
Far too long have I waited to witness the balances bend
In the favor of wrongs being remedied
Wickedness coming to an end.
Far from the ash I will be born again
Where every debt is repaid
Nothing left to keep me out of paradise
As portraits of the past fade away.
Far beyond the act I will be whole again
A phoenix out of the flame
I'm burying that menace in a memory
A funeral held in my name.
The ritual pyre's sending smoke to the sky
As the building continues to burn
The wrath in the ruin, the pain in the grave
As the lies are retired to the urn
But we can't keep the embers from catching
The truth from destroying us all
Do I die as the martyr or miscreant?
I'll make the call.
Far from the ash I will be born again
Where every debt is repaid
Nothing left to keep me out of paradise
As portraits of the past fade away.
Far beyond the act I will be whole again
A phoenix out of the flame
I'm burying that menace in my memory
A funeral held in my name.
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