Crimson flags they fly Burning childhood Consumed with passions Promised in light Crimson pyres rise Floating through air Disposed by nothing Promised in light I was drawn in A moth to a flame I was a pawn in An unprincipled game Belief and need The dagger and shield Truth, word and deed The arms that we wield Footfalls that I hear Footfalls in the night In the beat of my heart Or do the come for me? Footfalls that I hear Footfalls in the night The wind is at my back Here they come for me I was drawn in A moth to a flame My role forgone in The words of my name Science and art The dagger and shield Prayer and heart The arms that we wield Footfalls that I hear In each beat of my heart Footfalls in the night Here they come for me Footfalls that I hear In each beat of my heart Footfalls in the night ...they come for me.