The Arsonists Songtext
von Our Ceasing Voice

We don′t have the ghost of a chance
And no hope that we make it through alive
You see
We ain't praying but fighting
For just one spark to light
The one thing we still got

We sold our future
Just so we could get back at them
And reclaim our past
You see
We ain′t praying but fighting
For just one spark to light
The one thing we still got

We hold up our torches
And start to sing


This is not the beginning of the end
This is is, my darling, the bitterest end
This is not the beginning
Nor the beginning of the end
This is is, my darling, the bitterest end

Look into the flames
And you will see
Just the same dreary
Bleakness as we
Do eternally

Come on and
Look into the flames
And you will see
Just the same dreary
Bleakness as we
Do in anybody