Cold - Psycroptic

Your life turned to rubble

Face the fact that it won’t get better

Your fault your choices

How long can you keep it up now

The illusion seen through eventually

Your fault your choices

Fire of time burning faster

Wicks burning out so where to now

Seek pity from those around you

Age isn’t slowing down now

It’s time to look this in the eye

Leading to this conclusion

This cold dark hell

Reaching for you

Who’ll save you now and why

No one is left, all driven away

You made your own path

Time to walk it

The emptiness comes through

Fight to the light comes faster than ever

Cold heart cold soul

Like a vice it grips it tighter

When does it end and what will come next

Cold heart cold soul

This cold dark hell

Reaching for you

Who’ll save you now and why

No one is left, all driven away

You made your own path

Time to walk it

Left it too late

Should’ve realized

It passed so quick

Death’s forever

What’s done is done

Can’t change it now

Be over soon

Sleep forever