The last blue flame flickers weak and thin Fed by dying cartridges of stolen sin Butane breath fades into the endless night Embers gasp beneath the crushing white We huddled close around the failing glow Hands like claws that no longer know The heat that once held death at bay Now just a memory of a warmer day Cartridges empty, metal cold as bone The fire starves while the ice claims the throne Extinguish the final light Freeze us into the endless night Butane ghosts and dying sparks Despair carved deep into our hearts No salvation in the dying flame Only the frost that knows our name Fingers blacken, lips turn blue and still The circle tightens against the kill Elders’s cries become quiet breath While the last heat surrenders to death We watch the blue die into grey Knowing the cold will not delay Extinguish the final light Freeze us into the endless night Butane ghosts and dying sparks Despair carved deep into our hearts No salvation in the dying flame Only the frost that knows our name Empty canisters, silent tombs Frozen tears in empty rooms The fire was a lie we fed Now only ice remains instead Screams turn to silence, one by one The night has claimed what the day has done Extinguish the final light Freeze us into the endless night Butane ghosts and dying sparks Despair carved deep into our hearts No salvation in the dying flame Only the frost that knows our name The last spark dies And so do we In the white that never ends In the cold that never bends
