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!