Mute Spectators

I run through life and
I rush through fate
With a flame in my heart
To set fire to the mind
With all my might
I must protect
This fragile light
Needs to be maintained

Struck by the beauty
A mute spectator
Killed by the wrath
Of its creator

I sped through wind and rain
With a flame in my heart
And I stumbled in the mud
All the years of pain
Start with hate and end in blood
All the years of pain
Start with hate and end in blood

Struck by the beauty
A mute spectator
Killed by the wrath
Of its creator

With all my might
I must protect
This fragile light
I sped through wind and rain
And I stumbled in the mud
In the eye of the storm
The zephyr comes to rest
And the torch in my hands
Sets your heart alight

Struck by the beauty
A mute spectator
Killed by the wrath
Of its creator

Struck by the beauty
Struck by the beauty
Of its creator