Cold your blood [bad word] slowly
All you need is the chain
In the room so dark and lonely
In the day of falling rain...

Loneliness is thing that kills you
Never let you be so free
And the shadows with no faces
Bury shivers from the deep

And just one thing
You live within
Her name is love
Despair and slough

You breathe again
But still the same
You kill yourself
With pain

Cold your time [bad word] faster
Than can you imagine in your mind
And persistent rain is falling
Down the ground of great divide

Being doomed is thing that kills you
Thing you cannot ever change
Behind your face the death will shadow
Your life always was so strange

And just one thing
You live within
Her name is love
Despair and slough

You breathe again
But still the same
You kill yourself
With pain