Watch, as the fire now flickers its last.
It calls upon memories once lost in the past,
And power of light must come forth from the shadows.
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.
Oh, gather the wild things, and bring them in line.
Their spirit, their power, can never decline,
For light and our love and our songs are what matters—
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.
When blackness and darkness and tempests arise,
The truth is revealed, once hid from our eyes,
And our power shines forth when then we are tested—
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.
If we tend the flame…
What will we do when our world, it is ending?
Together we rise, and together we're strong!
In darkness and trials, we must still press on!
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.
If we tend the flame, light will spring from the ashes.