Here lies a man
Here lies a saint once reborn in a cold, open fire
Torn and renewed, ripped like an arrow through the heart
Of a cold, open fire
No one to love
No one to hate
No one to know, you will find
You are feeling less, and knowing more
But still it's hard to remind
Yourself of all you wanted then, no one to tell you to try
Burned to the core
Split like a tree by the lightning
In a cold, open fire
Just close to this world
And open your mind to the depths of a cold, open fire
You're trying hard to do your best
But still you're short by a mile
You showed it off, then you gave it up
You've been repaid by and by
But now you ate your meal in bites too far apart to satisfy
And you can't stop the feeling that you have
The dreams that you once had, though they're lost in the sea
You complain that this life has made you sick
Well I told you you could lick
Just don't ever bite
In sorrow you cry
And in death you must die with no warmth
In a cold, open fire
