First Fire

Don’t take your eyes off the sun you may become blind. They give to the wicked what’s stolen from those divine.
Though your eyes may see the message and may your heart know the way, in this land of make believe, darkness we now call day.
Cant stand all the preaching? Must we now be led astray? Can’t sit back, watch our children become their slaves.
So much more than freedom or the coming of an age. This is about our first fires and the reasons why we stayed.
If divided they can conquer then united what can stand against? Not time to sit back and watch. Get up!! Join the dance!
They may call us crazy, but only for a night.
Victory is coming in the morning light.