Shoot an Arrow, shoot it high,
Off it goes, into reddened sky...

Blood falls from weeping sky,
But all along, the gods were to die...

I've tried to stop, tried to pull away
Every moment, every day...

Alone in the world he was
With no one to hold onto...

It flew in to say a last goodbye
While she lay in bed...

There they all stood
Horns on their head...

I can hear the sound of silence
On this highway where I stand...

Come to my room
How have I missed you...

I've found him, the one
Took him long enough...

Watch as he walks
His eyes a red haze...

I sit down with good in me
But leave with a disease...

I promised I would carry on
That we would wed...