I had never seen the blue sky
Or fruit that wasn't half rotten from a rusty metal tin
We had found what we sought
But that passed was more than we had ever imagined
My last rites, our last rites
My last rites, our last fights
My last rites, our last rites
My last rites, our last rites
Bones will be released
We will soon be freed
Lives have paid the price
This is our last rites
On this full moon night
As the bonfire rages
Find a warmth in each other
Once separates, now the same
Bones will be released
We will soon be freed
Lives have paid the price
This is our last rites
On this full moon night
As the bonfire rages
Find a warmth in each other
Once separates, now the same
Days of domination now hidden from our sight
Straps and whips that scarred our backs
Have vanished like the night
Rise in conversation take heed unto the wise
We'll form a proclamation to live our separate lives
We will live in harmony
Yet go our separate ways
Those who make a fire
Those who feast on grave
Garther around, children
Gather around, everyone
This is the story of the hallowed
Two hundred seasons back the animals of the forest lived among us
They ate with us, slept by our sides and woke with us each morning
There was no sun then
Frozen winds pierced both men and beast alike
Great walls of twisted metal and ice surrounded the world
The journey, the frozen lands were slow and full of danger
Man and beast fought together, searching for food
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