I am a part of the darkness
Used to watch from afar
Sensing the violence of morning
And breathing:and waiting for nothing
Devouring the spirit, grinding the heart
There are good things in the burning fields
There´s peace in the slaughtered flesh
There´s life in the frozen seeds

I´ll dream in the deserts
And comfort the thirst for seeing
The violet dawn in the distance
Beckons me to steal its light

I´ll wait for you here

I´ll wait for you here

I´ll wait for you here

I´ll wait for you here