No Fire - The House Of Love

No Sky

No night

No ghost

No light

No face

No hands

Just black

Just black

No love

No hate

No fire inside

We worked our fingers to the bone, and more

We pressed our fist into the face of reason

To fight a war in silence

Dragged across too many years

I just hope you still recall

My feet

are cold

My words

are wet

I try

I lose

Just black

Just black

No love

No hate

No fire inside

The chains of love is much too strong, and more

that word you gave me

like some diamond out of dust

In that solitude

Some people call the gift of freedom

I just hope you still recall.

No face

No hands

Just black

Just black

No love

No hate

No fire

Inside.