[01:00.48]Gone is the light
[01:04.85]Dead is the sun
[01:08.42]On these wasted plateaus
[01:11.46]Where only wolves now run
[01:15.16]
[01:21.64]The temples that men built
[01:24.33]Are now naught but places of guilt
[01:28.20]Gushing forth destruction and filth
[01:31.33]Themselves covered in cleanest silk
[01:34.99]
[01:39.73]Now the snow is black
[01:42.55]The sun, painted black
[01:48.86]
[01:53.11]Yet I travel with a torch in my hand
[01:56.79]
[01:59.29]Wandering the length and the breadth of this land
[02:02.87]
[02:05.92]The sun is sleeping behind the clouds
[02:09.30]
[02:11.99]Its fire stolen by the hounds
[02:16.34]We unleashed upon him
[02:18.45]We were the Prometheus of our time
[02:22.41]
[02:26.22]Unknowing the depth of our crime
[02:29.49]
[03:04.87]The sun is sleepijng behind the clouds
[03:07.93]Its fire stolen by the hounds
[03:11.17]We were the Prometheus of our time
[03:14.42]Left wondering the depth our crime
[03:18.77]
[03:21.38]A sword on my shoulder
[03:24.88]
[03:27.47]An axe on the other
[03:30.90]
[03:34.38]A torch in my fist
[03:40.39]The fire in my heart
[03:46.47]
[05:23.27]Gone is the light Dead is the sun
[05:35.07]
[07:10.62]Yet I travel with a torch in my hand
[07:14.53]
[07:17.08]Climbing the highest mountains
[07:20.37]
[07:23.36]Wander the length and breadth of this land
[07:26.95]
[07:29.81]To carry fire to our fountains