Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way
     forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped
     tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to
     touch me

I lose what I love most

Did you know I was lost
     until you found me?

stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me

 [bad word] the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling

You say that you'll be
     there to catch me
Or will you only try
     to trap me
These are [bad word] I make
Our chains were meant
     to break
You'll never change me

 [bad word] the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling

Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
 [bad word] to me now

Don't ask me why
Don't even try

stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me

 [bad word] the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling

Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling