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