like a crow's waiting cry
spiralling over highways
between the reeds
one stony eye
venerates the turmoil
within your soul
a deeper heat
encircles your dreams there
but purity is what we seek
one crucible remakes me
these times are trying
we're walking through fire
senseless everyday the wasted time
the baptist's body is tired
i'm a philistine one stupid fool
please cleanse me with fire
as a floating leaf
as a razor's plea
cleanse me with fire
but purity is what we seek
one crucible remakes me
these times are trying
we're walking through fire
we will find release here tonight
as we're walking through fire
held up my hands cupped the wind
one step to another leads
one blur of time burnt within
and all is beautiful
with our feet on fire
we are gold
with our feet on fire
we are
we are gold
all is all
all is all
is now remade
is purified
we'll find release tonight we will find release
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