And so my final hour of sorrow arrives
It's presence harsh
Like the cold ash I consume
My lungs start to fail
I breathe my last...
No...there is light
I can see it through the black fog
If I could just...
And so my final hour of sorrow arrives
It's presence harsh
Like the cold ash I consume
My lungs start to fail
I breathe my last...
No...there is light
I can see it through the black fog
If I could just...