"I see his blood upon the rose And in the stars the glory of his eyes His body gleams in midst eternal snow His tears fall from the skies All pathways by his feet are worn His strong heart stirs the ever beating sea His crown of thorns entwined with every thorn His cross is every tree"
I saw her standing there Under a weeping moon It's among all those silver stars Each one a lonely tear I would smile if I could hold your dove But I only feel those mournful skies That do haunt there above I feel that you are bleeding And I know there is some pity So would you (for one last time) Dance with me