| i fled the place | |
| where i once sat | |
| in dreams of hope | |
| and tears of joy | |
| i threw the key | |
| to life itself | |
| i spat the book | |
| and blamed the sky | |
| i couldnt care | |
| oh heavens above | |
| or heavens below | |
| please take me there | |
| I cannot bare I cannot live | |
| oh earth please welcome me | |
| take me away from this world | |
| it is shattered and cold | |
| oh thorns | |
| entangle me with frost | |
| torn and lost in this | |
| world oh so cold | |
| and empty | |
| sorrowfolds me well |