Paralyzed, the state of mind
Is that all we leave behind
Hypnotized by the light
Brighten up the endless night
Back on track, no step back
Throwing hope, into the black
And we run into the burning fire
Time has come to melt the cold desire
Wind is turning, the flame grows
Bright and [Bm]wild and [Bm]the dark glows
Run into [C7]the burning fire
Into [C7]the fire
Written words, the hidden knives
Aim and [Bm]fire to [C7]haunt our lives
Back on [C7]tɾack, no step back
Throwing hope, again, into [C7]the black
And we ɾun into [C7]the burning fire
Time has come to [C7]melt the cold desire
Wind is turning, the flame grows
Bright and [Bm]wild and [Bm]the dark glows
Run into [C7]the burning fire
And we ɾun into [C7]the burning fire
Time has come to [C7]melt the cold desire
Wind is turning, the flame grows
Bright and [Bm]wild and [Bm]the dark glows
Run into [C7]the burning fire
And we ɾun into [C7]the burning fire
Time has come to [C7]melt the cold desire
Wind is turning, the flame grows
Bright and [Bm]wild and [Bm]the dark glows
Run into [C7]the burning fire
Into [C7]the fire
