Mute Spectators

I run through life and

I rush through fate

With a flame in my heart

To set fire to the mind

With all my might

I must protect

This fragile light

Needs to be maintained

Struck by the beauty

A mute spectator

Killed by the wrath

Of its creator

I sped through wind and rain

With a flame in my heart

And I stumbled in the mud

All the years of pain

Start with hate and end in blood

All the years of pain

Start with hate and end in blood

Struck by the beauty

A mute spectator

Killed by the wrath

Of its creator

With all my might

I must protect

This fragile light

I sped through wind and rain

And I stumbled in the mud

In the eye of the storm

The zephyr comes to rest

And the torch in my hands

Sets your heart alight

Struck by the beauty

A mute spectator

Killed by the wrath

Of its creator

Struck by the beauty

Struck by the beauty

Of its creator