الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Cold december... winter of discontent
Darkness prevailing... it never fails
I've taken matters into my own hands
All i've wanted i've been denied
A sense of apathy... it washes over me
Cause irreparable... the damage is done
I'm lost in losing circumstances
I've taken every chance to what reward?
Constant craving to hear the voice of God
My faith has faded into nothing
I've broken all my vows and left them all behind
I walk towards uncertainty to what reward?
Make it go away
