| Crossing the scarlet sea | |
| Towards the world within, | |
| Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. | |
| Look into my eyes, eyes that still behold. | |
| Raining tears, no whipping clouds, and no liquid gold? | |
| Crossing the scarlet sea | |
| Towards the world within, | |
| Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. | |
| The sinister sound of my fading breath - | |
| An answer to the sweetest kiss of death. | |
| And while my life is fading, | |
| I feel the rush once more, | |
| As it runs, warm and vital, | |
| Like it has run before. | |
| Look into my eyes, eyes that still behold. | |
| Raining tears, no whipping clouds, and no liquid gold? | |
| Where my duty? tears, duty? tears | |
| I laid, Memories of pain and sorrow, down there in my grave. | |
| And while my life is fading, | |
| I feel the rush once more, | |
| As it runs, warm and vital, | |
| Like it has run before. | |
| I kiss the soul that fades, | |
| The last days of my life, | |
| That wipes? our world in mines | |
| Of my earthly strive. | |
| Drowning in? fortune fire, | |
| No passion in the light that | |
| I admire. | |
| Crossing the scarlet sea | |
| Towards the world within, | |
| Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. | |
| And while my life is fading, | |
| I feel the rush once more, | |
| As it runs, warm and vital, | |
| Like it has run before. | |
| And while my life is fading, | |
| I feel the rush once more, | |
| As it runs, warm and vital, | |
| Like it has run before. | |
| While my life is fading, | |
| I feel the rush once more, | |
| As it runs, warm and vital, | |
| Like it has run before. |
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