The Hidden Flame

I walk for an emptiness
 In the shadow of a bleeding soul
 Blackened dreams of endless peace,
 I'm tired and this walk is old
 I'll keep walking on through the night,
 Through the wind and the rain
 I'll keep walking on,
 'Till I find the hidden flame.
 No use, climbing these walls
 While they're crumbling down
 My fingers bleed, I can hardly see,
 And my blood is frozen still as the ground.
 I'll keep walking on through the night,
 Through the wind and the rain
 I'll keep walking on,
 'Till I find the hidden flame.
 I'll keep walking on through the night,
 Through the wind and the rain
 I'll keep walking on,
 'Till I find the hidden flame.
 Living in the shadow of my own conclusion
 Clouds of fire pollute the sky
 Another day, another burn before my absolution
 The smoke clears, but it still burns my eyes.
 My blood is hungry for the pill to take
 This body is bruised, but I just don't care
 My mind is shadowed and I sleep on silent graves
 I'm on my knees, but there's nothing left.
 There's nothing left
 It's an early fake death
 It's an early fake death
 Yeaaah!