Coming Alive

When the sparks are rising all their way to the sky
When the vision burns like embers into your eyes
I see kids in rags wanting sense from your lies
I’m coming alive, coming alive
When you see the ashes burn
I’m coming alive, coming alive
And when you see the ashes burn
I’m coming alive, coming alive
When the world is screaming no one hears but a sound
And the seas are crying tears of sand on the ground
I see lovers sell their flesh and blood by the pound
I’m coming alive! I’m coming alive