Take my body to the edge of dawn The edge of the world Kid Write a poem to vernacular Walls in the rain Gentle mister, wandering around The very old night Each time in a different corner For the answers you won't find you search Think about The palm The girl The witch The game The wicked It's all said Is it a tall space? And if the music comes as something supernatural I'll be casting spells Won't be neutral Take my body to the edge of reason Sinking Bless the fire that you once ignited In name of the ancient word Gentle mister Listen The order of the rain The order There's no way to save it I know Lost in the rain Lost in the rain It's coming Awakening It's coming now Awakening Connected The order It's ending It's ending The order