Lying here alone and coldAnd I'm waiting for the dawnLaughter at my every moveAs I crippled by my thoughtsAnd I'm burning cold, burning coldyou prevail in the end(Unlike your God's obscenity)Hating the disgrace(Of a child's insanity)I'm taken all the moreAnd I'll take all that I seeYou'll do it all for me(Is this the end - it cannot be)All the more, you feed off my rejectionAll the more, I tear your soulin twoLonely are my tears of painAnd I'm runished by their causeI'll rest on my burning throneA release I move to wardsIs eternal sleep, all the more,I battle through the heartacheAll the more, I'd lay myself to rest