| Heat from the ground feeds the fire | |
| My desire to live with this rage | |
| With thoughts of you filling my nights | |
| And my days | |
| Sounds of the speaking of tongues | |
| Visions of circles undone | |
| Keeps this heart of mine beating for the time | |
| Of our meeting will come | |
| And now I turn to the gods | |
| Whichever will listen from below or above | |
| Hear my cry, feel my pain | |
| If I should fall, | |
| I'll start over again | |
| Hear my cry, feel my pain | |
| If I should die, | |
| I will rise again | |
| I scream to the sky full of anger | |
| My body increasingly weaker | |
| I would die for you, | |
| I would die for you | |
| Heaven is a heartbeat away | |
| Hear my cry, feel my pain | |
| If I should fall, | |
| I'll rise again | |
| Hear my cry, feel my pain | |
| If I should die, | |
| I will rise again |