A Warm Request

Look at it, in front of our eyes

Sun is up and darkness hides

You breathe a heavy sigh

Reveal the pain you try to hide

      

Salt unto your,

Your wound begins to grow,

Salt unto your foe

Your wound begins to

Heal and spill and feel and grow

And shatter all over

Salt unto your foe

Your wound begins to

From the sound it's dripping down

Hits right between your eyes

The noise of them cause to drown

Your voice subsides

      

Salt unto your,

Your wound begins to grow,

Salt unto your foe

Your wound begins to

Heal and spill and feel and grow

And shatter all over

Salt unto your foe

Your wound begins to

Stay strong and true my suffering royal

Look at it, in front of our eyes