Midnight falls on the snow-lit trees. And as I stand inside I know that I can't watch life through a window. My indecision is blocking the door. It's like a religion that I never ask for more.
Felt someone calling me into the howling of the wind. I heard the reflection of a sound echoing through my skin. And a distant drum rumbling under ground gently guides me on.
Shine, I'll stand by you. Don't try and push me away. 'Cause I'm just gonna stay. You can shine, I won't deny you. And don't be afraid, it'll all be okay.
Yea, come. Yea come. . Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom. Cut down far too soon. Under the scarlet moon. Under the scarlet moon. Say a prayer. C'mon and say a prayer.