freezing cold and left for dead I'm crawling through the night a victim of the things I've said a demon I can't fight this bitter field I have to cross will lead to my redemption a lake of fire I had to walk to make this last connection this ringing sound inside my head I'm spiraling inside the words are written for the dead yet somehow in my sight This wretched cross I had to bare is payment for my soul this bastard child that isn't there has left me oh so cold