Lyrics:

Hear my voice It's telling stories Telling just the truth about some men who don't excuse only praying for you It must be a starving man who likes to hear these crippled minds talk greetings from me following the wind I don't want to forget ... ... to regret ... to remember all the time ... everything ... all these years Hear my voice It's telling stories Telling just the truth about the innocent Elias lying next to you Innocent Elias Blood red messiahs Never coming home Greetings from me following the wind