There once lived a man, long ago,
In a land of days dark and cold,
Blessed with gifted hands, and wood and stone,
Birthed a glowing flame that none had known

People gathered round,
From every land and town

They'd never seen such a wonder, such warmth and such light,
Dancing and blazing through wild, fickle nights,
He showed them how they too could make such a fire
With their own two hands, with their own two hands

Well, the priests and the preachers, they heard of this man,
How his teachings of fire quickly spread through the land,
They feared such a power ought not rest in the hands of plain men

So they conspired to end him, in secret you see,
But the people wanted answers, so quite cleverly,
They built a shrine and throne
Of the man, the wood and the stone

People worshipped on,
But oh, the flame was gone

They were taught man is evil,
He must do as the law requires,
And he must never, oh but never
Play with fire


Lyrics submitted by urielzet, edited by Teraman

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