They Won’t Find Me (Witchwave REmix)

The stone has been sharpened by water so tender, All that I wanted, All that I sought, Wrapped up so careless by hands that now tremble, All that I found, And all loss it brought. Like a nestling, I'd thoughtless arise, Blind to what’s hidden behind web-lashed eyes. And I searched in the hands of strangers for heat Of the birds that are dying, incomplete. NO, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me, The wind blows my footprints away silently, I am the bare snow — the freezing snow. NO, I never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain, Down from your eyelids to white snow below. The rain washes off all the dried-up old paints, My skin bears the scars, your hand's touch erases complaints, It carries them off, in the frozen stream melting, While weaving the stars into bright patterns, pelting. No, he won't be found, they won't recognize him, No, the wind blows away his tracks on the rim. The mask made of sand from my face has now vanished, The air turned so sticky, as if it were banished. Time’s running out fast, My eyes close at last, And I cannot fathom where I fade so fast. NO, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me, The wind blows my footprints away silently, I am the bare snow — the freezing snow. NO, I never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain, Down from your eyelids to white snow below. The rain washes off all the dried-up old paints, My skin bears the scars, your hand's touch erases complaints, It carries them off, in the frozen stream melting, While weaving the stars into bright patterns, pelting. No, he won't be found, they won't recognize him, No, the wind blows away his tracks on the rim. No! No! No! No! No! He never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain, No, he isn't dead, he just shot at the skies With a bullet of silver, to where he ne'er flies. No, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me, The wind blows my footprints away silently, I am the bare snow, the freezing snow, I never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain, Down from your eyelids to white snow below... Oh no, I'm not dead, I just shot at the skies With a bullet of silver, to where I ne'er rise. No, I am not dead, no, I am not dead, With a bullet of silver, a bullet of lead... NO, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me, The wind blows my footprints away silently, I am the bare snow — the freezing snow. NO, I never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain, Down from your eyelids to white snow below. The rain washes off all the dried-up old paints, My skin bears the scars, your hand's touch erases complaints, It carries them off, in the frozen stream melting, While weaving the stars into bright patterns, pelting. No, he won't be found, they won't recognize him, No, the wind blows away his tracks on the rim. No, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me, The wind blows my footprints away silently... No, I never wanted to cause you this pain, Your tears mixed with blood are falling like rain... The rain washes off all the dried-up old paints, My skin bears the scars, your hand's touch erases complaints, It carries them off, in the frozen stream melting, While weaving the stars into bright patterns, pelting. No, he won't be found, they won't recognize him, No, the wind blows away his tracks on the rim. No, they won’t find me, they won’t recognize me...