Again I desire to be free from the cold Again I desire to be free from the pain inside your heart The pain inside your heart is only rain
So sing now, for tomorrow the mouthless are the ones who paint the void And the gallow calls for those who spent their lives in silence
When I fall you are the one within Beside your grave, there lies my hurt that cries a turning tide You are the soil, I am the tree In vain I have my leafs In vain I have my hollow dreams They burn to light my way inside this dark that swallowed me
Again I desire to be free from the cold Again I desire to be free from the pain inside your heart The pain inside your heart is only rain