Cold, rusted chains wrapped around the two.
Their company is stone.
Nothing to say, nothing to do,
together they're alone.
Shadows dance on the cave wall;
the only thing they know.
Some walk, some are still and some crawl
as something behind them glows.
The chains drop and they're free at last,
looking suddenly behind
to the place from which the shadows were cast.
"Could this all have been a lie?"
They look at the people and look at the flames,
until they feel the world's greatest pain.
