Don't come 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