into the white the scent of fire behind first steps to freedom are lighter than we ever knew called through the cold we hold our daughters close and sing to our sons change will surely come into the white broken faith leaves scars behind we embrace them carry broken shackles by our side called through the cold we hold our daughters close and sing to our sons change will surely come we left our prayers with our old gods white hand release leaves in the fading smoke so easy to forget the voice that never spoke walking our own road each step each breath we are fighting for our lives and we are losing every one the things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting for and still we hold on in time into the white the road is mine and i am his our last steps as free men proud at the end it comes to this called through the cold road to a home we ll never know we gave to our sons a heavy burdened hope  we left our prayers with our old gods hold on til dawn lost like our steps in snow so easy to forget the way the road we make we own walking our own road each step each breath we are fighting for our lives and we are losing every one the things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting for we were so young then firelight holds their peace sing farewell by smoke in the cold we farewell the old as they fall as they fall into silence fall as they fall to silence fall into silence silence as they fall to silence to silence