They said it never moves... They said it never bends... Some things outlive the ages... Some things never end... It stood before the oldest stories, Silent through the passing years. Every whisper turned to silence, Every question disappeared. Hands were raised but never reached it, Eyes looked down instead of higher. No one dared to name the feeling... Then the wind began to change. No one knew from where it came. No one spoke... I see the rock on fire Burning through the silent sky I see the rock on fire Something built to never die... I see the rock on fireeeee! Old echoes filled the empty valleys, Carried by a different breeze. Cracks appeared where none were possible, Hidden underneath the leaves. Every face reflected questions, None could find the words to say. Only sparks kept drifting upward... Stone remembers every footprint. Fire writes another name. Nothing speaks... I see the rock on fire Burning through the silent sky I see the rock on fire Something built to never die... I see the rock on fireeeee! Maybe nothing lasts forever. Maybe everything must change. Even mountains learn to listen... When the silence breaks its chains. I see the rock on fire Burning through the silent sky I see the rock on fire Something built to never die... I see the rock on fireeeee! I see the rock on fire... I see the rock on fire... I see the rock on fire...
