can i ever choose a death to come in my drifting eyes all light has gone the grabbing demons in my tired heart they rising to cut my crippled parts
in the cold i’m sleeping nothing to get through i’m none of the living i never found a home only i stand still when they force the pace that impossible life i’m not able to play
can i ever resist white noisy days the horizon comes near on lonesome ways at the end i’m here sunken so deep just still alive wounded and weak
in the cold i’m sleeping nothing to get through i’m none of the living i never found a home only i stand still when they force the pace that impossible life i’m not able to play