• press on my eyes
    until i see white
    letting go
    i watch the world blind
    chase away the coming anger
    fear and pain
    your sensing disaster
    feel the cold wind
    blow your mind
    let the snow
    slow down time
    his arms around you
    feel like chains
    fighting him your at it again
    fall on your back
    in the bright white light
    let it all disappear from your mind
    everything is quiet
    everything is silent
    fear is inevitable
    when feeling is eminent
    a blast of cold
    a blast of wind
    your mind looses grasp of your sin
    open your eyes let the world rush in
    too much effort
    to fight him again
    his hands on your face
    your too tired to care
    you hate him you hate him
    you lock in a stare
    push away with your mind
    press him back in your head
    you hate him you hate him
    the cold is your friend