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When the fires turn to ashes

And only embers hold their light

When the sound has turned to silence

And the day has turned to night

And when even theStrongest tide shall turn

On this night when the visions

Of our past lives return

Night falls and you'll see

As you ride for the dying light

As it was, it will be

As you wait for the sign of the storm

When the dreams have turned to visions

And the witching hour strikes

When the hammier hits the anvil

And the storm devours the eye

And when even theStrongest tide shall turn

On this night when the visions

Of our past lives return

Night falls and you'll see

As you ride for the dying light

As it was, it will be

As you wait for the sign of the storm

As you fall on your knees

As you wait for the rising dawn

In time you'll see

As you wait for the sign of the storm