Fall
The winds are turning colder
I will be the maiden
Washing your blood from my arms
I see what you fear
In the last moments you hold
Then those bright eyes see me and fall cold
Fall cold
Fall cold

Call
My name when the war is over
I will be the raven
Who carries your soul on home
I see my dawn is near!
And your loss is foretold!
Then those bright eyes see me and fall cold
Fall cold!

Fate
Draws you near and pulls you under
I will be waiting at the eye of the storm
I see the pain that wanes
And your mind loses its hold!
Then those bright eyes shut
And body falls cold
Falls cold!