| Blue fire, spreading across | |
| From my finger tips - a powerful chaos | |
| Ice cold, consuming all | |
| Unstoppable advancing wall of | |
| Radiance, marching forth | |
| For the final throws of a world war | |
| Bow down before the truth | |
| I hear the cry - too late to stop you | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| Blue fire, spreading across | |
| From the farthest shore - the final cost | |
| Go back to the other place | |
| Another side of a well known face | |
| Blinding light, the world falls down | |
| I will draw you in to the slightest sound | |
| Reach out, follow your heart | |
| To the end of time - You will not be the last | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| Blue fire, a creeping curse | |
| There is nowhere safe in the universe | |
| Too late, you are hypnotised | |
| By the gentle waves, as they dive and rise | |
| One strike of a single match | |
| And the human race is reduced to ash | |
| Bow down before the truth | |
| I hear the cry - too late to stop you | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name | |
| Burn - Like a moth to the flame | |
| We'll burn - As the fire calls us by name |