Whispered
Dead Cold Inside
Tired from the war is the warrior's heartNow wind keeps still it whispers words somewhere farThis moment brings tears into his tormented eyesmemories of home, the reason why he joined the fightWinter has been winning, this battle since it's first dayFear's already friend, it keeps me raising up my bladeAll this time I've fought, for everything that has meaningI've had my share of grief, for every death I've forced to seeIn my heart I've sheltered everything I needTo walk through this blood rain, even if it's me who bleedsNo wasted years behind, this war could never be overBeing still alive makes me feel dead cold inside
From Letras Mania