[bad word] on quietly when you draw near*
Don't go on lightly
Don't leave me here
I wither quickly in winter's cold, but carry onward like I was told. 

And I wait for a sign

Like blood in the tears of all my enemies (So they will see)
Knowing the pain the way they should
Like blood in the tears of all my enemies (Given to me)
Leaving a trail to where you stood

And when it's quiet
When you can hear
I beg you to take me away from here

Cleansing red
Wake the dead