No Bird Sing - Prometheus [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse:
How many days are left to remember?
How many cold nights in the throes of November?
Your hands by the fireplace ‘ Wishing that gas was lit
The flame has been saved by the man who would banish it
Still all your thrills have been packaged and sold
They killed all your mountains to harvest their coal
They killed all your wolves to harvest their souls
Told all their secrets and boiled their bones
How many days are left to remember?
How many cold nights in the throes of November?
Your hands in the fireplace ‘ Wishing that gas was lit
The flame has been saved by the man who would banish it

Chorus:
Carry the fire ‘ Bury the flame

Verse:
How many days are left to remember?
How many cold nights in the throes of November?
Your hands in the fireplace ‘ Wishing that gas was lit
The flame has been saved by the man who would banish it
How many days are left to remember?
How many cold nights in the throes of November?
Your heads in the fireplace ‘ Wishing that gas was lit
The flame has been saved by the man who would banish it still