This snow shall surely be the death of me
it's grip is stiffining
I can feel the death of everything
this pain is quickening
until it has consumed me

this cold will wage war and freeze this heart
until my warmth is gone
and try, try, try
I find no one
so fry fry fry
my mind mind mind

this chilly breeze beckons ******* demons.
deep from within the human soul
they'll tell you stories
things you won't adore
but you can't help but to
relate in some sick twisted way
consumed by pain

I got too high
I flew too close to the sun
My wings ignited in flames
and burnt up to nothingness
I fell down
and I don't like what I've fallen in