Broken bones, broken glass
Bodies are buried, hearts reap ash
Life is a battlefield
We watch magic
We watch it rise
This magic fog that captivates our eyes

The drought comes slow, but the fire comes fast
We're burning alive!
We're burning alive!

Broken bones, broken glass
Bodies are buried, souls are sparking on the pavement
Life is a game
The silence is the glass between us
That refuses to shatter
Our tongues... hopelessly in tatters

The drought comes slow, but the fire comes fast
I'm burning alive!
We're burning this world!