- Songwriters: Jonas Petter Renske
Our inconvenient burden
It could be lifted off of us
If we gave up to finally let go of the free
Will that we were given
Our graves above the timberline
Our names chalked
Treasure or wealth no longer found
The unforgiving void
The forge in which our values burn
The resting leech our thinning minds
In my abstinence I turn to nothing
Our graves above the timberline
Our names chalked
Treasure or wealth no longer found
Let them inherit this fire now
Lest they will forget that we were ever here
Let them inherit this fire now
Lest they will forget that we were ever here
What does this song mean to you?