He's burning in the frozen fire of his own eyes
Fighting silently to hold his disguise...

I am made of fire and death and stone
The Angels look upon me and mourne...

Speachless in the face of your memory
As I travel step by step through the day...

Be every drop of the rain, close your eyes and see
Don't be afraid to feel, to jump and simply be...

I stand right now, I stand and wait
And see how suffering comes in my wake...