Is this a mystic deep dark spell
Or a joke to make [bad word] undone and yell?
Another blackness tries again
To bend our will behind our backs
And hold us down til' we say:

"When will this be over, when
Will we be free in the end?
And in the end will the [bad word] clear
And all the cold disappear...

...Into clearwater, clear
So deep that we can [bad word] clean"

Is this a madman's time to tell
To sell a fate that burns our eyes from our lives
Well, I say:

"When will this be over, when
Will we be free in the end?
And in the end will the [bad word] clear
And all the cold disappear...

...Into clearwater, clear
So deep that we can [bad word] clean..."