It's raining at the border,tears of love like blood spilt
Stagnant on the carpet
It's raining and another filthy window watches
And the self is no friend and all enemies attack from within
Way down deep,you know why
The darkness is separated by a slow,red river
Night sneaks into sleepy corners
I lay at the edge of a field of fire
With a thousand ghosts in my dust bed,a thousand ghosts
Way down deep you know why

The earth spits threadbare it's shallow daughters who tread like
Broken tramps,damp on stone cold stares e deep within the fear of a
Hundred lonely victims down
Way deep down you know why

I will listen for your baited step like shadows in the hall that fall
Slowly and trace the shutters of your hollow thoughts and beat my
Heart against these walls,and beat my heart...It's raining at the
Border,It's raining...It's raining...tears of blood