Wild horses run, wild fire in their eyes and slaves to none,
Wild winds rage on, tear the leaves from the trees where the frame of God is hung.
Through dark nights alone I run through a hole in a hand,
Where the crimson-stained river flows, forever serving a means to an end.
'Til you capture me,
I surrender to your sanctity,
Then you capture me,
I win the freedom of this slavery,
Desiring all that you impart,
Hear the crying in my heart and capture me.
Wild river flows to a bottomless sea,
Deep thunder rolls down the forest halls,
Tired Earth quakes,
Lightning breaks and the vault of heaven falls
In wild wood I call your name,
I am the turbulent air,
I am the whirlwind of ice and fire,
I flood the world with my fathomless tears.
'Til you capture me,
I surrender to your sanctity,
Then you capture me,
I win the freedom of this slavery,
Desiring all that you impart,
Hear the crying in my heart and capture me.
Through dark nights, alone I run through a hole in a hand,
Where the crimson-stained river flows, forever serving a means to an end.
'Til you capture me,
Capture me,
Capture me,
Capture me...
