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]