Step into the rain again Follow in the Serpent's stain I come down every hole, I'm looking for the soul But there's nothing left for tears With fire in my hands Put it out a second time There's definitely nothing light Passing memories by Without the slightest feeling why Cos the fire's in my hands The fire's in my hands The fire's in my hands And it's looking for to stay I separate the shades, but nothing ever fades With the fire in my hands...