Snog - The Fires

It's been a long, dark night of the soul
and I've prayed to all the gods,
But I always got put on hold
In the depths of your despair,
Don't, don't go there
Go on, you must go on

For one day, my son
We'll dance around the pyre
Of this sad, old empire
One day, my son
We'll dance around the fires
Of this cold, dead empire

The flames, now, have been licking
For quite some time,
But it takes the right eyes to see them
I ain't got much to give you
But these eyes
These eyes that can see them

For one day, my son
We'll dance around the pyre
Of this sad, old empire
One day, my son
We'll dance around the fires
Of this cold, dead empire

For one day, my son
We'll dance around the pyre
Of this sad, old empire
One day, my son
We'll dance around the fires
Of this cold, dead empire