Worn and dirty feet. I walk the path of persecution
Death unfolds before me as I see through tear-filled eyes
Memories of past regrets all quickly become nothing
Arms open wide I scream at the sky
Let this fire burn. Let this fire burn and never die
For the sake of something I won't see with my own eyes. Let this fire burn
Filthy hands raised to the sky. Your pain will not be in vain. Your pain will not be in vain
The peace you found, the truth you sought; unworthy is still your claim
Unworthy is still my claim. Walking with death could never compare to the pain
Hopeless, my head to the ground, I lift my eyes to the earth with the sound of a steady pound
Arms open wide I pray my goodbye. Arms open wide I pray my goodbye
Filthy hands raised to the sky. Your pain will not be in vain. Your pain will not be in vain
The peace you found, the truth you sought; unworthy is still your claim
Unworthy is still your claim.... Unworthy....
Let this fire burn. Let this fire burn and never die
For the sake of something I won't see with my own eyes. Let this fire burn
