And so my final hour of sorrow arrives It's presence harsh Like the cold ash I consume My lungs start to fail I breathe my last... No...there is light I can see it through the black fog If I could just...
And so my final hour of sorrow arrives It's presence harsh Like the cold ash I consume My lungs start to fail I breathe my last... No...there is light I can see it through the black fog If I could just...