Cold breeze blowing at my back. Never gonna stop
I got a cold breeze blowing at my back. Never gonna stop
Waiting for men. Waiting for them
Waiting for men. Waiting for them
Then wandering on the misty moor. Challenging the fire

Igniting the hearth with my dying heart
Igniting the hearth with my dying heart

I am back with my ancient history
I am back courting mystery
Challenging, challenging desire
Igniting passion but killing the fire
A hard head breaks on the hard floor
She wont wander there no more
Have to break her off the dark plain
Have to break her in again

Igniting the hearth with my dying heart
Igniting the hearth with my dying heart

If only I could realise and make somethin with the path
I have to make something with the struggle
Gotta heal my heart

Igniting the fire igniting desire igniting life
Igniting nothin', there is nothin' where I wait
He has the overseers gait
He has the chest of a man full of pride
Knockin' down bridges on his way to the hide
Knockin' down bridges in this uneasy place
Knockin' down bridges in my face
Igniting the hearth with my dying heart
Igniting the hearth with my dying heart

When will I make something good. When will I?
When will I make something good
When will I, make somethin good