WELL I RECALL
HIS PARTING WORDS
MUST I ACCEPT HIS FATE
OR TAKE MYSELF
FAR FROM THIS PLACE
I THOUGHT I HEARD
A BLACK BELL TOLL
A LITTLE BIRD DID SING
MAN HAS NO CHOICE
WHEN HE WANTS
EVERYTHING
WE'LL RISE ABOVE
THE SCARLET TIDE
THAT TRICKLES DOWN
THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN
AND SEPARATES
THE WIDOW
FROM THE BRIDE
MAN GOES BEYOND
HIS OWN DECISION
GETS CAUGHT UP IN
THE MECHANISM
OF SWINDLERS
WHO ACT LIKE KINGS
AND BROKERS WHO
BREAK EVERYTHING
THE DARK OF NIGHT
WAS SWIFTLY FADING
CLOSE TO THE DAWN
OF DAY
WHY WOULD I WANT HIM
JUST TO LOSE HIM AGAIN
WE'LL RISE ABOVE
THE SCARLET TIDE
THAT TRICKLES DOWN
THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN
AND SEPARATES
THE WIDOW
FROM THE BRIDE
WE'LL RISE ABOVE
THE SCARLET TIDE
THAT TRICKLES DOWN
THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN
AND SEPARATES
THE WIDOW
FROM THE BRIDE