Behind the Smoke
Behind the smoke is black
There is no turning back
Our souls are burning on the stone
The road ahead is steep
There is no time to weep
We've come this way, so far from home
And though the wounds are deep
The past is out of reach
We'll meet our future all too soon
A knife into our hearts
A world that's torn apart
A blood-red hunter's moon
Behind the smoke is black
There is no turning back
Our souls are burning on the stone
The road ahead is steep
There is no time to weep
We've come this way, so far from home