Rain
Praise the white-handed queenThe gold and the green I give to herFrom this broken heartBy nail and by toothThe blood of my youth flows over her
Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.
Praise the truth come to lightThe valley of night she gives to meFrom her empty heartBy silence and shameThe poison and pain flows over me
Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.
Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.Falling like the rain.