The Survival Fires

Dust settles on a ravaged land
 Cloaking the ruins beget by man
 In this obscurity we rise to carve our way
 Instinct is our only guide on these bondless paths
 For we do not fear death, as it is all around
 We must keep one step ahead of its voracious grasp
 In these most perilous of times it is better
 To have less thunder in the mouth and more lightning in the hands
 Our minds consumed with a narrow vision
 To descry the shrouded ways that will lead us to our asylum Where the fires of hope still burn
 In these most perilous of times it is better
 To have less thunder in the mouth and more lightning in the hands
 We seek survival
 We seek survival
 All paths lead to the survival fires
 With might in our hearts and lightning in our hands
 We'll bow to none, we'll discern our way
 All paths lead to the survival fires
 All paths lead to the survival fires
 Survival
 Survival