"I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes
His body gleams in midst eternal snow
His tears fall from the skies
All pathways by his feet are worn
His strong heart stirs the ever beating sea
His crown of thorns entwined with every thorn
His cross is every tree"

I saw her standing there
Under a weeping moon
It's among all those silver stars
Each one a lonely tear
I would smile if I could hold your dove
But I only feel those mournful skies
That do haunt there above
I feel that you are bleeding
And I know there is some pity
So would you (for one last time)
Dance with me