Fire burns in the grate   The guilt burns in the breast of every prisoner    The guilty, the condemned    Death is red on their hands    The galling chains reminding every minute    The law that was broken       Silent as the grave   Covering deeds, covering man   Eyes that pierce and blaze   Wounded hands stretching out to save      Moonlit nights on their knees   Stifling screams ready to break from conscience    The voice of the innocent    So the time marches on    The future melts into the past    At last, the bitter reprieve       Silent as the grave   Covering deeds, covering man   Eyes that pierce and blaze   Wounded hands stretching out to save