You know evil, know it well The tree gave up its fruit at once Ah! My hand it burns Scarred with these prints They will live when I die, that is a fact The blood will drain Infection will mix with the blue corpse But you have it here You see how it is like the wind At your back and at your face Leaves drop or aching branches creak You walk alone down boulevards I take you to the sky Take you to the sky [3x]