Fever

Take hold of this Heaven Washing over the plains The time has come, rise up from the mud and rain Your fears have been noticed, you won't carry any weight A burdened soul once buried in their fate A Fever is coming, Oh A Fever is burning slow There is a sister calling home, Crying out, "don't take me from the warmth!" She knows how it feels to be unknown Was out in the cold, caught up in a storm draining life from her bones A Fever is coming, Oh A Fever is burning slow A Fever is in my soul Is in my bones Is burning, Oh I feel it grow