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Holding on to life by the final thread.
Lucky my thoughts didn't win, or i might be dead.
I tried so hard to compromise a deal with the devil.
Gimme a better life if i sell my soul to hell. 
Even he wanted nothing to do with me...

My hands are numb, and the ice ingulfes my body.
The water flows over my head, and everything becomes blurry,
I am becoming confused and now i cant see. 
My hands are regaining feeling, and the water is going down.
Im not sure if im alive, or if i had drown.

The hardest thing i have ever had to do,
is try to wake up from this dream thats called life.
The second hardest is trying to put down this knife.
It cut through the wrists of heaven,
and the devils blood spilt out.
I need to leave, i need to go,
I cant scream, i cant shout...
Someone...please...let...me 
GET ME AWAY FROM HERE
THESE DREAMS ARE WHAT I FEAR...
HELP ME STEER CLEAR OF THIS FIGHTING FORCE...
Im fucked now, im all off course...