I am a part of the darkness Used to watch from afar Sensing the violence of morning And breathing:and waiting for nothing Devouring the spirit, grinding the heart There are good things in the burning fields There's peace in the slaughtered flesh There's life in the frozen seeds I'll dream in the deserts And comfort the thirst for seeing The violet dawn in the distance Beckons me to steal its light I'll wait for you here I'll wait for you here I'll wait for you here I'll wait for you here