Cold rain and wind rise Open your mind You're painted On this wall made of grey Our true images away I wish you could hear my praise: "Please, stay, my guide Be on my side I wish I could leave my time" "Tell me please why we're here for" "I would lie but we now have to learn How to fight" "Tell me please what's this knife for" "Offer me to your gods Only so you may return Back in the place of your own" Facing the night that followed I came out in the dark Where every shadow dies Where every river flows I left behind that place that was my glares of mind The figure on the wall enlightened by a new dawn Deep inside