murder by death
a girl came in the night
she brought me a fever
she laid her hands upon my head
'till i was burning up
i woke alone
i was still burning
the fire was all that was left
all that's left of you
it was always you
i cut through the brush
i followed your scent
to find the way to you
i traveled through floods
through valley and glade
to find my way to you
i followed a sound
that runs in the deep
i woke and i found
the voice from my sleep
the girl waited for me
young and pretty
she gave me something cool to drink
and that was it for me