I've been down, three feet of stairs
Let it in a home buried underground
And I died for, I tried to let this go
But I cannot hide, under half shut eyes

And I feel it calling me again
In the winter I shall stand
And I feel it calling me again
So what will it take
To make this finally the end

Caught in snow, I drown myself in gloom
So I took it on with my body ,life and soul
Trade these wounds, don't ask where it goes
Through a combo end, could've cracked again

And this time I follow my own lines

And I feel it calling me again
In the winter I shall stand
And I feel it calling me again
So what will it take
To make this finally the end

It's our breaking point,the crossed out
The fire lines getting higher, the lights in
They say the crooked die ,to fly high,
And not long ago you thought you died