Oh little blasphemy, don't take my home Oh little flame, don't you die alone Praise the man that keeps walking from his throne The long black cloud is coming Through prayers and moans So long I wait but she never showed I'm only grieving while you go Wherever I look, I see this autumn tree All shall sail to the red blood sea Oh little sad flower, torn Take a look at my bad luck, and be gone The caravan shall keep moving on The father of all sons shall be home So long I wait but she never showed I'm only grieving while you go Wherever I look, I see this autumn tree All shall sail to the red blood sea