I'm standing out in the pitch black night.
In the middle of Winters sweet curse;
Snow flakes fall onto my wounded soul.
My heart is frozen, but broken is worse.
The tears are pouring down my face.
But they are freezing on my cheeks.
I'm alone in this now, theres no turning back
I'm would yell, but I'm scared to speak.
Could you have saved me, from the doom?
My hair, is freezing around my face now.
Dawn is coming, but i wont be there.
My sacred last seconds, wont allow.
The frost curls my eyelashes.
I can feel my blood slowing down.
My heart is beating slower, every second.
The snow is falling all around.
The frozen, falls, breaking me.
The cold engulfs me once, one last breath.
Now I'm lying out in the pitch black night.
Slowly freezing to death.
