• Fire gives us warmth yet burns cold
    Each time it's lit it shall be born anew
    And as it smolders it shows centuries past
    Life giver it is known it has always grew
    Fire submits and never folds
    As its light guides us through the deep shroud
    Darkness longs for that fateful day
    When the Fire falls because of age
    Past the frost and through the embers
    It shall encase us pitch night
    Hail the frozen sun has risen
    And remember the past as a prison
    Never seen not heard darkness retreats
    Remembering its joy when it accomplished the feat
    When the hast fallen and the shroud hast risen
    It shall be known as earth's first night