Fog is rolling in my dear The trees all look the same A beast so white surrounding you Through the mist it calls your name, your name Through the mist it calls your name A silent song from a mother's tear Whispers from afar Your bare feet touch the morning dew A hole within your scar, your scar A hole within your scar A lullaby now far away A goddess in your arms You feed the beast inside of you While enjoying her warmth And if I should return one day And all my pain is gone Moon and stars shall bow to you And sad face of the sun, the sun And sad face of the sun