Only the captive knows the price Of life that flows beyond the bars Only the dying knows how much We're all the same under the stars Experience's worth more than gold Cause all those secrets never been told Only your soul that will remain oh my friend Don't you hold on to your graves Cause the things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire Souls that are made inna fire gonna return to fire I hope you remember how sweet Feels the morning grass under your feet Cause if you can't then it's too sad That's all we have under the stars Experience's worth more than gold Cause all those secrets never been told Kings and Queens upon their thrown will never know Things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire Swords that are made inna fire gonna return to fire If you wonder where you belong Remember your soul is from beyond If you don't believe it don't be sad no We'll remain one under the stars Experience's worth more than gold Cause all those secrets never been told Only your soul that will remain my friend So please don't you hold on to your grave Cause the things that are made inna fire gonna return to fire Souls that are made inna fire gonna return to fire Souls gonna return all of that Everything gonna turn to fire again