S'a long way through a rock wall
And to pick through all these seams
And the drill bits of progress
Are always and ever turning
I've gotten pretty good, as you'd expect
In this sarcophagus of Russian roulette
Just to keep the home fires burning
Burning bright.......burning through
Whatever darkness befalls, (besets, bedevils) you
Burning ever a new
Burning ever so true
It's a world with no air
And it's a world with no sun
It's a tomb for the living to plunder
It's two bellows of thinnest skin
Breathing the dust of quick end
In a world that's long lost it's wonder
Wait for me where it's always spring
Honey, wait for me where the air is clean
While I become one with our mother
Dearest wife, and faithful friend
I carried your smile as that cage descended
Just to keep the home fires burning