

Wind is howling through the broken screen
Every scar is keeping score
Only cold dust where the home had been
I don't look back anymore (mmmmm)
If I tear it all down
Maybe the ghosts will let me
go
Let the white wind blow
Wash away
the blood we shed
Leave the living with the dead
I survived but there's a price to
pay
Living with the hands I stained
Every brother that I pushed away
Only the cold scars remained
Let the white wind blow
(ohhh) Wash away the blood we shed
Leave the living with the
dead
Only cold
wind remains