Audioslave

Roll me on your frozen fields
Break my bones to watch them heal
Drown me in your thirsty veins
Where I watch and I wait
And pray for the rain
Curl like smoke
And breathe again
Down your throat
Inside your ribs
And through your spine
And every nerve
Where I watch and I wait
And you too the herd
And if you dont feel me now
Sun will rise
Still Im in grief of the coming night