Coldness wraps around me
My heart in the lonliest place, weak and needy
My strength sipping away fast

"It is becoming rather expensive
To afford faith and hope"
The anguish inside me speaks
Dispicable voices confuscate me

my strength was once enough to choke a horse
Witty and skillful everyday
But these are the days of evil
A darkness no one could fathom

How can I win against my enemy
When I have not won against me
These voices, these double minds; fear

So depressing that I cant throw a punch against me
The world gets colder
Wickedness spreads and no one bothers

Everyone used to be a brother
Before little girls were bought in brothels
And ****** in the streets became a habit

I survived, I have fought
I have saved a few from the Grim Reaper in the dead of the nights
The siren of ambulances a soundtrack
Of my necessary evils

I am getting ****** in
Losing my soul to what I stand against
In the pitch dark nights
Where I become jury and judge

Now I cant do it anymore
Not on my own
Lord I need you
The world is getting colder