Updated Dec 21, 2010

On this path, and guided by signs that seem to point to oblivion
We laugh in the face of destruction and cast our own light here
We can resound, but it takes friction and tension in the wires
We find ourselves in ashes, but we cant see any fires
The light dims and it flickers, we try to breathe it in
On these ledges we find shelter, but we know we'll freeze again
On this path, and guided by signs that seem to point to oblivion
We laugh in the face of destruction and cast our own light here
We cast our own light here
Winding our way to the ocean, we recollect our dead
Licking the air like a serpent, our skin and past have shed
On this path, and guided by signs that seem to point to oblivion
We laugh in the face of destruction and cast our own light here
We laugh in the face of destruction and cast our own light here