Fire burns in the grate
The guilt burns in the breast of every prisoner 
The guilty, the condemned 
Death is red on their hands 
The galling chains reminding every minute 
The law that was broken 

Silent as the grave
Covering deeds, covering man
Eyes that pierce and blaze
Wounded hands stretching out to save

Moonlit nights on their knees
Stifling screams ready to break from conscience 
The voice of the innocent 
So the time marches on 
The future melts into the past 
At last, the bitter reprieve 

Silent as the grave
Covering deeds, covering man
Eyes that pierce and blaze
Wounded hands stretching out to save