Roll me on your frozen fields
Break my bones to watch them heal
Drown me in your thirsty veins
Where I watch and I wait
And pray for the rain

Curl like smoke
And breathe again
Down your throat
Inside your ribs
And through your spine
And every nerve
Where I watch and I wait
And you too the herd

And if you don t feel me now
Sun will rise
Still I m in grief of [bad word] night
In the last remaining light

Seven moons and seven suns
Heaven waits for tose [bad word] Down your winter and underneith your waves
When you watch and you wait
And pray for the day

And if you don t believe the sun will rise
Stand alone and greet [bad word] night
And in the last remaining light

And if you don t believe the sun will rise
Stand alone and greet [bad word] night
And in the last remaining light
Light
Light
Light