I am the empty one,
the one who dies, the ones who lies
where all have forgotten,
i am the sound that comes across the waves on a stormy 
day,
i am the one who falls as white as a blanket of snow 
outside your window,
and even though i'm a slave, my love for you remains
my blood for our freedom was not in vain...

i am the one who falls as leaves in the autumn,
falls as rain upon your back when you walk through the 
hills,
i am the air, i am the water, and this you shall know...

i am but bones but i still love you,
same as now,same as all before..

my love for you through the air is home,
i am not going down that hole no more,
i listen to no one,
i listen to no one, 
i listen to none,
my blood for your sweet voice...