More and more 
The rain lingers on 
War only was 
To bond us all 
 [bad word] no, no war can paint this more sore 
The path is packed with bags of coal 

And bags of coal from some [bad word] soul 
And no, no rain can clean this at all 

You say, "there's no way-out at all" is something false 
But way-out, if it is not far is still getting narrow 

The prayers for light result in failure and dismay 
But almost yawn, it's a deja-vu sounding horror 

Someday I'll take you by the hand 
And leave this place without a face 
I won't let our world to [bad word] down [bad word] undone 
But it's not now, just let me gather strength, 
We weren't meant to be perfect 
Some things ain't easy even if they seem to work just fine 

Somewhere over that bridge it's done 
Hey, the rain it splits as we walk 

But war lingers on and some pain lingers on 
As we rode the darkness all night long 

And there's no rain in this final climb 
Where Dante and I have seen such a sight 
And Beatrice, my bride 
To sleep now it's time