May this cleansing flame reduce her foul body to ashes Let the winds of Columbus erase all trace of her existence Take my name Don't walk away from me Cause I've been played three times this week And I've heard the call of your rivers that fall You taken all my fears and put a name to them all Don't say to me Something sweet Something Something pure I'll face the night It has begun Face it once more Whither and waste is just days away from me And in my place Will rise up something free And faced to the light of the sight of the sun I will stand still until you tell me to run Don't say to me Something sweet Something Something pure