Step into the rain again
Follow in the Serpent's stain
I come down every hole, I'm looking for the soul
But there's nothing left for tears
With fire in my hands
Put it out a second time
There's definitely nothing light
Passing memories by
Without the slightest feeling why
cos the fire's in my hands
The fire's in my hands
The fire's in my hands
And it's looking for to stay
I separate the shades, but nothing ever fades
With the fire in my hands...