Born in the Fire
Desert rain, wash the sand from my eyes
And separate the truth from the lies
(Give me something you can't disguise)
People be free, to carve and write your own destiny
The footsteps of generations, march before you, silently
March before you suddenly and echo for the centuries
But leave nothing for the blind to see

Salvation, underground
By the whispered words of frightened men
Forever betrayed
Resistance, coming down
From the prayers of children caught again
By the edge of the blade

You were born in the fire
To a soul of desire
Where the hearts of the free
Tear down history
Ten thousand miles
With the tears you have cried
And the flames climb the sky to your heaven
Higher and higher
Deep sown, there's retribution coming
Too close to town
And I can't guarantee the consequences
Better head on out, southbound

Redemption in the now
With a whisper of enlightenment
Breaking the chains
Marching unto the sound
Of the prayers of children caught again
By the edge of the blade