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 the coming night

in the last remaining light



seven moons and seven suns

heaven waits for tose who run

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 the coming night

and in the last remaining light



and if you don't believe the sun will rise

stand alone and greet the coming night

and in the last remaining light

light

light

light