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

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

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...