The Rising of the Flames Lyrics

The flames - Waves are our path.
The wind - Blows away the fear.
Calm - And strong are our minds.

Joy on the fields is eternal.
Pain beyond view,
The flames raise us.

In the cold, the flames glow
Blue.
...under the flood,
Blood.

The waves - Flames are our path.
The last one.
We die - We never fall.
The flames in our veins.

Storm behind, storm ahead.
Oar strokes are our way.
Away and back again,
The flames are rising.