The kindling

Will we disappear if we stop moving?
Are we haunted by who we'll never be?
Are we losing heart and running out of time?

With songs of heroes and betrayers,
We must keep breathing, you must stay moving.
We are not an army of wolves led by a sheep.
I won't let you down, nothing will break us,
With songs of heroes and traitors, nothing will break us.

I say we pull ourselves together,
I say we fight with all our hearts,
I say we wage this war forever or...