Running Red کے بول

This time we are certain A cloud draws color running red I'll bury my hands in black water Undercover where they've bled Oh reconcile these actions In tune and unaware Where is my matchmaker Tell me how you live your life Cold cool flesh killing night Without warm light becoming nothing I watch the falling embers beckon Come inside, come to me Unaware of this growing tension The stillness quips at your retreat Where is my matchmaker Tell me how you live your life Cold cool flesh killing night Without warm light becoming nothing Oh reconcile these actions Covet it's murk and bleak relief Casting fuel into the fire In it we find the truth we seek