I've seen them So dark Black And yet fine
The flower they carry had once been mine
Get away from me, man of stories
Robe of lies Stay far from me
Lie to myself (it's not hurting)
Need help, but not from you or your father
No! Jesus Christ Who's my saviour?
Lose myself in gods death
No! I can't bear all this pain
I had watched the snow all day
Falling It never lets up
All day falling
I lifted my voice and wept out loud,
"So this is life?"