I climbed to the crest
And, fog-festooned
The sun lay west
Like a crimson wound:

Like that wound of mine
Of which none knew
For I’d given no sign
That it pierced me through

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

That it pierced me through
That it pierced me through
That it pierced me through

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

That it pierced me through
That it pierced me through
That it pierced me through