Vocals and M'bira by Nancy Nasibo Mutize
Violin - Hannah K Watson
Composed by Rod Johnson
Arrangement by Matt Love
Produced by Chioneso Rutsito
Mixed by Hpol
Winter storms
Hold you in these walls
Their fury felt in every stone
Up above, angry chimneys call
Their murmur
Rising to a moan
Like a voice,
squeezing through the teeth
From the fires beneath
Shadows fall,
Driving out the days
The wounded innocents are bound
The drunken groundskeeper
Gathers up the strays
In the quiet you can hear a sound
Like a knife,
Sliding from its sheath
In the fires beneath
No matter where we step
The earth is made of glass
And we can
See the world to come
At last
[instrumental verse]
In the morning,
Pleasure over all
Everything promises delight
But in the evening,
Sorrow comes to call
No one escapes
Its bite
Like a thorn
In a funeral wreath
Sent from the fires beneath
From the fires beneath
From the fires beneath
From the fires beneath
From the fires beneath
