Back to ashes from whence we came A continuous cycle again and again From the last days of old To the first days of new The child will age The cycle unmoved, unchanged Back to ashes remain our destiny You can't stop to wonder you can't stop to grieve From the last days of old To the first days of new The child will age The cycle unmoved, unchanged Flashes before your eyes Left you troubled, unjustified Answers few and far between Growing old, growing cold Now both black and white Have no difference day or night In the end they're all the same Last breath, final breath [Solo: Simms] Back to ashes Back to the ashes from whence we came