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Why, why

I walked through fire, not to burn

Let the flames, touch me, to be reforged

every wound reminds me

of what once was

Beneath the ruin, of quiet, days,

lies the past, carved in marrow,

and I still bleed, in the shape,

of your absence.

Ignite, Ignite

a pyre of memories

Ignite, Ignite

The hollow light

Light the torch

Brazen fire

Bring the flames

Ignite the hollow light

Light the torch

Brazen fire

Bring the flames

Ignite the hollow light

The hollow light

The hollow light