Old Fires - Blood Ceremony

Tongues of fire tell of ancient ways

Of long dead kings who ruled in pagan days

They knocked before their burning gods

Incandescent — worthy of our praise

Long ago we lost our way

Where’s the thunder?

Where’s the light, you say?

In the darkness we retire

Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!

Dying embers expire;

but the feeling remains

Burn bright, burn higher!

Old Fires!

I know you see their flames

A regal sun once filled my days

When a cold wind blew in and swept our fire away

Without light how will I see you again?

Or were you ever there to find?

Long ago we lost our way

Where’s the thunder?

Where’s the light, you say?

In the darkness we retire

Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!

Dying embers expire;

but the feeling remains

Burn bright, burn higher!

Old Fires!

I know you see their flames

Long ago we lost our way

Where’s the thunder?

Where’s the light, you say?

In the darkness we retire

Let us light an endless fire

Old Fires!

Dying embers expire;

but the feeling remains

Burn bright, burn higher!

Old Fires!

I know you see their flames