Useless numb existence, I breathe
My tired limbs crawling through mud
Sickening clamour from bodies so still
Weakened by each moment I breathe
Let me slip into hiding
Let me dream one final dream
In this coffin of light
In which I live kills my will
To feel alive
I beg you to help me through
Red colours the broken
Embodies the snow I bleed with the cold
Let me slip into hiding
Let me dream one final dream
In this coffin of light
In which I live kills my will
To feel alive
I beg you to help me through
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