Who will penetrate the tightening muscle
Who will cut across the thickening skin
Who will be the one to reach their hand in
And pull out the golden heart

Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will
Who will

From all the ashes
Of all the crashes

Who will
Be the one
Be the one

Who will lay me down in green pastures
and lead me from the burning sand.
Who will be the one to lay their cards down
and always hold the winning hand?

Who will
Who will
Who will
Be the one

From all the ashes
Of all the crashes

Who will
Be the one
Who will be the one
Who will be the one