The flames were reaching deep blue skies
But burning instead of warming
Behind the scarlet shroud were its eyes
The song of fate was rolling

A tired pilgrim with the tortured soul
Continues fighting cause that is his dole
The jaded body’s power comes
From anger, pain and rage

The heavy burden of the previous battles lies on you
So easy to throw in the towel disclaiming all you knew

You see your snippy foes
And it makes you get off your knees
The rage burns in your heart it seems
That it will overflow

A tired pilgrim with the tortured soul
Continues fighting cause that is his dole
The jaded body’s power comes
From anger, pain and rage

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