in the corridors of power no church watches over me im alone but in a crowd in a world no one can see who keeps who safe from harm winter fires burn winter fires burn in the houses of the holy where the weak hold up the strong disorder is the order as the new boss takes a bow who keeps who free winter fires burn winter fires burn one by one the houses that have stood are all breaking up one by one the winter fires are already starting to burn winter fire burn winter fire burn burn one by one one by one one by one one by one one by one one by one one by one