Kamaskera Fire Choir

We are the tenders of the flame,
The ones who speak the oldest name,
Before the wood, before the spark,
The Keepers sang into the dark.

Flame remember, flame return,
What the Keepers taught to burn,
Not the flesh, not the bone,
But the silence left alone.

Build the circle, stake the ground,
Every voice becomes the sound,
Tenor calls and bass replies,
Smoke ascends and ember flies.

Who remembers what was sung
When the world itself was young?
We remember. We remain.
Fire choir, speak the name.

Fire choir, fire choir,
Raise the voice and raise it higher,
Every Keeper, every line,
Burning through the thread of time.

Fire choir, fire choir,
Raise the voice and raise it higher,
Every Keeper, every line,
Burning through the thread of time.

Fire choir
Fire choir

Fire choir, fire choir,
Raise the voice and raise it higher,
Every Keeper, every line,
Burning through the thread of time.

Fire choir,
Fire choir,
Raise the voice and raise it higher,
Every Keeper, every line,
Burning through the thread of time.