City's cold
Idйe fixe
Taking hold

All fired up
Face aglow
Ash for bliss
Quid pro quo
Looking on as buildings burn
Tensions ease but souls still yearn

When the flames had all been tamed
The one they felt inside remained

Light them up
Burn them down
Embers fall
All around
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Cinder Tin Lyrics

Abigail's Ghost – Cinder Tin Lyrics