A feeling hits your heart like an arrow in the snow, Waking all the blood that's sweeping in your veins. It's alright for it that you don't really know Just how the water's going to deal with your remains. Just how the water's going to deal with your remains... There's a spirit in your mind, I can see it in your eyes, Like a gift you bring to ease a trouble too. Where we cast another storm beneath the sad stained moon, And wait to find ourselves alone, In a room. And wait to find oursel (guitaretab.com)