If I
Tell anyone who you are
They will run, they'll keep running.

And one day you're fine and the next you're gone.
Multiply it by infinity
and take it to the deep of forever,

and you still have, and you still have
Every bone six feet under the ground,
i've seen it in silence

now they're crosses, now they're crosses
burried in green
But they will run again, they will run again

...from you, from you, from...
But if...
Tell anyone who you are

They will run, they'll keep running...