Into The White

Into the whiteThe scent of fire behindFirst steps to freedom are lighter than we ever knewCalled through the coldWe hold our daughters closeAnd sing to our sonsChange will surely comeInto the whiteBroken faith leaves scars behindWe embrace themCarry broken shackles by our sideCalled through the coldWe hold our daughters closeAnd sing to our sonsChange will surely comeWe left our prayers with our old godsWhite hand, releaseLeaves in the fading smokeSo easy to forget the voice that never spokeWalking our own roadEach step, each breathWe are fighting for our livesAnd we are losing every oneThe things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting forAnd still we hold onIn timeInto the whiteThe road is mine, and I am hisOur last steps as free menProud at the end. It comes to this.Called through the coldRoad to a home we'll never knowWe gave to our sons a heavy burdened hopeWe left our prayers with our old godsHold onTill dawnLost like our steps in snowSo easy to forget the wayThe road we make, we ownWalking our own roadEach step, each breathWe are fighting for our livesAnd we are losing every oneThe things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting forWe were so young thenFirelight holds their peaceSing farewell by smoke in the coldWe farewell the oldAs they fall to silence