This is one of audioslaves lesser known songs and i liked to tell you it
in a poem.

Roll me on your frozen fields
Break my bones to watch them heal
Drown me in your thirsty veins
Where I'll watch and I'll wait
And pray for the rain

Curl like smoke and breath again
Down your throat inside your ribs
Through your spine in every nerve
Where I watch and I wait and yield to the hurt

And if you don't believe
Then sun will rise
Stand alone and greet
The coming night
In the last remaining night

Seven moons and seven sun
Heaven waits for thos who run
Down your winter and
Underneath your waves
Where you watch and wait
And pray for the day

And if you don't believe
The sun will rise
Stand alone and greet
The coming night
In the last remaining light

Thanks to Audioslave.

Sincerely,
Adar Ta'sa

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Sarapin, in the year 340 AF.