About to die, the crowds applaud you
About to die, they'll resurrect you
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Light the way for the savior's son
A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down

About to die, the crowds reward you
About to die, their cheers ignore you
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Light the way for the chosen one
No candle burned with fire enough to tear that city down

About to die, the crowds applaud me
About to die, they'll resurrect me
Light a candle up in kingdom come
Light the way for the savior's son
A candle burning bright enough to tear the city down