Текст: Thrice. Identity Crisis. Phoenix Ignition.

Like a phoenix ignition
Like a crematorium
Like a swelling volition
From the barrel of a gun

From the ashes and the embers
Like a rocket I'll ascend
Like a cry gone up for a fallen friend
Like a cry gone up for a fallen

Like a phoenix ignition
Like a crematorium
Like a swelling volition
From the barrel of a gun

From the ashes and the embers
Like a rocket I'll ascend
Like a cry gone up for a fallen friend
I'll ascend

Everyday tear down the walls till cornerstones remain
Coming one step closer all the time
And although we'll never reach perfection
Always persist to try
I'll ascend

No regrets, just rebirth
Move forward and ignite
Incandescent, reinvention
A new renaissance, a new fire each day

A new fire each day, day, day, day