Scoriae & Cinders (Outro)

We are now the end
Come and take my hand
Your face, you can rest
Shoulders and your head
The fire's nearly out

Every round and bend
Cinders in the air
Look up into the sky
Color in your eyes
A little paradise

Do you hear the rain?
Wash away this pain
The fire's nearly out



Credits
Writer(s): James West, Damian Gaskin
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