Verse 1All Ash Turns To SnowAnd All Snow Is VolcanicErupting, She FlowsLeaving Vessels, OrganicWe Are Igneous CreaturesAnd Hopeless, At ThatVerse 2We Howl Into FlamesAt The Strike Of A MatchAnd Come DawnWe'll Be DustFrom The Sky, We Will RainAnd Build Back Our BodiesAll Over Again
