Fight the Darkness - Ozma

To prevent a fire

Burn your dreams with insight

Tear off your cloak

And throw it in the street

Someone could use it anyway

And you’ll never feel the cold

'Cause you’ll never be alone

Fight the darkness

We gotta fight the darkness

You present desire

Silver strings on gold lyre

Tear off our clothes

And throw them on the floor

Now we don’t need them anymore

And we’ll never feel the cold

'Cause we’ll never be alone

Fight the darkness

We gotta fight the darkness