The Stand

She was a cold heart, But nothing to be afraid of Caught up in a moment, One step too far She was a fallen one, chosen by the masses Blue in her veins, a cross in her name She was a cold heart, but nothing to be afraid of So come as you are, into my arms With my hands I wake, with my ears I take With my mind I make a stand She was a cold heart, from city to reason A dessert of dirt, left in her name They call it freedom, a river run dry With silence in our veins, is this how we rise? She was a cold heart, but nothing to be afraid of So come as you are, into my arms With my hands I wake, with my ears I take With my eyes I wait, for you With my hands I wake, with my ears I take With my mind I make, a stand