Take on all the crimes I have committed Take on all the crimes, I now admit it And give me a new heart and a new spirit Oh, You take no pleasure in the death of anyone Come remove the heart of stone from my body Come remove the mask, it made me so ugly (And) burn the page that caught me in the wrong story Oh, You take no pleasure in the death of anyone Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead Tear out all the lies and thoughts that haunt me Tear down all the walls they built to stop me And give me a new heart and a new spirit Oh, You take no pleasure in the death of anyone Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life So that they come to life Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead Come from the four winds, breath Breathe on these dead