Back to ashes from whence we came
A continuous cycle again and again
From the last days of old
To the first days of new
The child will age
The cycle unmoved, unchanged

Back to ashes remain our destiny
You can't stop to wonder you can't
stop to grieve
From the last days of old
To the first days of new
The child will age
The cycle unmoved, unchanged

Flashes before your eyes
Left you troubled, unjustified
Answers few and far between
Growing old, growing cold

Now both black and white
Have no difference day or night
In the end they're all the same
Last breath, final breath

[Solo: Simms]

Back to ashes

Back to the ashes from whence we came