The Arsonists -

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