My line is full of heroes
Decades of toil
Broken hearts, tired limbs
Their pride carried me here
Now they are hidden behind the stars
by the galaxy's edge
They are forgotten but they speak
Through the pen in my hand
And they carried me right here
I will answer to the fire
If I can take you there
I will preserve the fire
in a song for our elite
Through fifty seven channels
Satellites in a ring
One hundred upperclass poets
Cannot give me anything
I have been running for a life now
I ran to stand still
In the search for a miracle
when it was right beside me
Now I am awake I am free
I will answer to the fire
If I can take you there
I will preserve the fire
in a song for our elite
I will answer to the fire
If I can take you there
I will preserve the fire
in a song for our elite
A song for our elite
A song for our elite
This is a song for our elite