see your teeth are robed in crimson 

from your biting back this pain 

and if I had the strength for smiling 

you'd see that my pain looks the same 

and I must walk these roads to freedom 

cause I can hear them call my name 

in due time I shall return 

my first word will be your name 

then I will have the strength for smiling 

you will see that crimson stain 

turn your passion into patience 

there is bound to be great pain 

and I must walk these roads to freedom 

cause I can hear them call my name 

if you can shoulder patience burden 

in due time I'll wear your name