freezing cold and left for dead
I'm crawling through the night
a victim of the things I've said
a demon I can't fight
this bitter field I have to cross
will lead to my redemption
a lake of fire I had to walk
to make this last connection

this ringing sound inside my head
I'm spiraling inside
the words are written for the dead
yet somehow in my sight
This wretched cross I had to bare
is payment for my soul
this bastard child that isn't there
has left me oh so cold