The smoke, it slowly rises
In the wind it's almost singing
Flames cover the faces
As it's been through the ages
The final knowledge is lost
From the man, at whose cost?
Where's my guardian angel?
There must be a place...somewhere
Brave faced ones begin to listen
The Holy man catches their glimpses
No need to address us now
For this turn is over
Frightened from the beginning
My duty has been done
The day is finished
Look what I've become
In the wind it's almost singing
Flames cover the faces
As it's been through the ages
The final knowledge is lost
From the man, at whose cost?
Where's my guardian angel?
There must be a place...somewhere
Brave faced ones begin to listen
The Holy man catches their glimpses
No need to address us now
For this turn is over
Frightened from the beginning
My duty has been done
The day is finished
Look what I've become
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