Onto The Fire – KALANDRA

The crowd of the people crowd of the people I hear
The crowd of the people crowd of the people I hear
The crowd of the people crowd of the people I hear
The crowd of the people crowd of the people I hear
The echoes of water drops
On the cold wet ground
Rats are crawling all around

The voices of men the voices of men I hear
The voices of men the voices of men I hear
They release me from my chains
But I heard them say
This one will not be saved

This is as close to this is as close to freedom
This is as close to this is as close to freedom
This is as close to this is as close to freedom
This is as close to this is as close to freedom
They open up the doors
And I see the crowd
For once now I am free
And for that I’m proud
I will not no I will not bow

On the fire on to the fire with me
On the fire on to the fire with me
On the fire on to the fire with me
On the fire on to the fire with me

They tie me to the pole
I never sold my soul
I know where I will go
Where the gardens grow
For the ones that I have loved
Are the ones I owe
In their kingdom of flames
I shall take my throne

They say that what you reap is what you sow…