High on the hill, the night, the night is falling
From end to end, and down it burns inside
The night is long, and clouds afar keep rolling
But soon, yeah soon, you'll meet
These hands are fire
No, don't look back
We'll step out from the shadows
Until it's done
No road will lead us home
On painted skies
Our drums begin to rattle
Now raise them high
These hands are fire
No, don't try
These hands are fire
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