I see them all Stepping into fire They are like moths Flames're growing higher Blinded and circleing Inside the maze Lonely in crowd Approaches the black dawn I can see the arclight But there is no brightness I smell the dead sun Where are we now Nowhere Solo: Flisak Is that destiny An endless puzzle No escape Just death in fire No logic No peace No liberation Sanity's annihilation Insane Insane I see them all Stepping into fire They are like moths Flames're growing higher