Hypothermia - Från ett depraverat inre II

Far beyond the waves you carried
Far beyond your sunblind eyes
Far beyond the war you buried
Before the sun died

We carried roses and a nail under the red
We carried roses as the odium in hands
As we corrode on wipe the rust into your hair
And when the war comes, say will you still be there?

Far beyond the waves you carried
Far beyond your sunblind eyes...