The sky is oddly dark at this time I smell the scent of dampened bark and hear the wailing pines On the wind are hints of myrrh and notes of calamus See the signs and heed the warnings of what's upon us
Can you see the coming storm? Are you prepared for war? Darling, put your hand in mine I'll be the martyr I'll lay down my life
If you want to rise, you must fall If you want to gain, you must lose it all And so revealed the face of death, I stare into her eyes We embrace and dance together in the fading light
I can see the coming storm And I'm prepared for war I will cross the great divide I'll be the martyr I'll lay down my life
Put my doubts to rest Tell me it's worth it
I can see the coming storm And I'm prepared for war I will cross the great divide I'll be the martyr I'll lay down my life
