There's an angry, burning fire

Devouring the west

In its wake a trail of memories:

The scars along its path

And it won't give any quarter

It smothers like a shroud

Though the smoke is a marauder

It's the flame, the flame that drove us out

Oh the fla-me

Oh the fla-me

The flame that drove us out

How we longed to feel the fire

in our tired weary chests

So we packed and headed northbound

Through the icefields to Miette

Every morn and night we gathered

Like devils around a sin

Though the mountains called us out here

It's the flame, the flame that drew us in

Oh the fla-me

Oh the fla-me

The flame that drew us in

Driven by the fury

Drawn by the flame

The ruin and the beauty

Can look oh so the same

The ruin and the beauty

Can look oh so the same

Look oh so the same

Look oh so the same

Oh the fla-me

Oh the fla-me

The ruin and the beauty

Can look oh so the same