Smoke from the pyre Still blackens the atmosphere No one left to mourn Sacred hearts are torn Beware, the depths bring danger Giants in the north Greatness and anger Hiding depression in chambers Within the heart of gold There is a forbidden path The ancient ones are not very old Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines (Hiding depression in chambers Within the heart of gold) (Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines) Heart without a population Celestial envy and devastation Forgotten, never seen again Heart without a population Celestial envy and devastation Forgotten, never seen again Hiding depression in chambers Within the heart of gold There is a forbidden path The ancient ones are not very old Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines Sing to the ones Ending their lives Buried, entombed In stones, in shrines No longer a memory